Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Photography major - Are there any sentences or lines that you jumped up to find a book to extract as soon as you saw them?

Are there any sentences or lines that you jumped up to find a book to extract as soon as you saw them?

First, spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

Second, the end of the month is the sky and the moon, and the person in front of you is a sweetheart. Always be a spectator, but people are people in the play.

Three, three thousand prosperous, a flick of a finger, a hundred years later, but a handful of yellow sand. Only you are my world.

Four, spend my life wandering around the world, laughing like a peach blossom for you at this moment.

Five, spring flowers laugh, autumn leaves are sad, jathyapple is a dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles.

Sixth, don't be surprised, look at the flowers in front of the court; I have no intention of staying or staying, looking at the clouds in the sky.

The green hills are not as long as your eyebrows and the water is not as clear as your eyes. After many storms, there is only one you in this life.

Eight, you wasted an intoxicating glass of wine, but you couldn't solve any troubles.

Nine, the picturesque mountain, how can it be cinnabar between your eyebrows; If you have no words, how can I believe that you have subverted the world for me?

Ten, the wind blows red rain, and the beauty crosses. I was speechless when I heard that the border was in an emergency, and my clothes were dyed red with tears.

Eleven, listen to the string break, break three thousand infatuation. Even with flowers and smoke, the smoke has never been windy. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

Twelve, flowers bloom and fall, spring goes to winter, but I don't take my thoughts away.

Thirteen, the past feelings lead to wine, and I will gradually get drunk and worry about it.

Fourteen, if I can let you stay with me and give up this reign, why not half the country?

Fifteen, who knows that if the two feelings are long-lasting, sooner or later. But I will live forever, and I will stay away from you forever, counting the years.

16. I hope that if I can accompany you with a breeze, it will blow away the anxiety in your heart and make you not lonely all your life.

I hope the flowers in the garden will always be good, and I will grow old before drinking all my life.

18. Looking back, there is no dim light, only the loneliness of the back.

Nineteen, if possible, be an ordinary woman! Leave yourself in the deepest part of the world of mortals, keep the initial bud and joy, be kind, gentle and warm.

Twenty, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

I am willing to accompany you as a couple and say goodbye to this song.

Twenty-two, enter my acacia door, know my acacia, long memory, short acacia unlimited. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him.

Twenty-three, if I have waist-length hair, ten-mile red makeup and rockhopper summer dress, I just want to hold your hand and be with you.

Twenty-four, a hearty love butterfly flying, Jiangshan has become a thing of the past. The adherents are getting old several times, and the wandering girl is slowly returning to the song.

Twenty-five, patches of leaf rain, gathering clouds under the moon, v. a bald old land.

Twenty-six, gently hold a wisp of breeze, full in the palm of your hand, with deep and shallow memories, put the fragrance of the years into Yingying Cup, and get drunk.

Twenty-seven, vowed not to look back, the flower disabled people gaunt, sad tears, you are no longer there, once prosperous has declined, leaving only incomplete beauty. Iraqis are heartbroken, heroes don't regret it, and they don't miss passing by.

Twenty-eight, always hiding in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and singing nightmares at night, singing prosperity and singing all the memories.

I am the king of your world. In time, I broke my oath and occupied the city in your heart.

Thirty, don't love the glitz of the world, don't write the world of mortals, don't sigh the desolation of the world, and don't make people sad. Look at the flowers, wait for the flowers to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.