Aestheticism ancient style copywriting

1. A craftsman can become a great artist if he puts his feelings into his career.

2. When the magpie bridge is within reach, the cowherd is dark every night, the butterfly is reborn, the mountain man takes you * * * degrees, and the white snake guards Xu Xian every night, so friendship bears fruit, so I care for you every day, love each other and finally get married. May you be happy with me.

3. The residual fragrance is half candle, and the ashes are exhausted. Half a lantern is cold in front of the window. Cold dreams and wet rain, and the night is half cold. Cold, feeling speechless. Tears fell on Tsing Yi, and the flower stand was wet. Trouble is accompanied by cassock, and confusion is added. The hedge falls on the eyes and face, and the heart is cold. The soul is broken, and there are three thousand waters. How happy is it to dance with the rainbow? Driving to Han Xuan, who will order ink? How many people are there?

4. Taolin plays the pipe string and draws a boat to listen to the rain. I give my heart to paper, and I hide my smile in the fleeting time.

Missing is for the next better meeting. If we meet, I will know how to cherish it better.

6. Be less lazy, change more, and do what you can before becoming what you want.

7. The rain is still falling slowly. In the misty rain, I seem to see the beautiful figure of the girl in front again. However, I always can't catch up.

8. A person should form the habit of trusting himself, even in the most critical time, he should also believe in his courage and perseverance.

9. In an instant, because a person's words are like being poured cold water, swish, from head to toe, language is so weak when expressing love, but so sharp when expressing hurt.

10. The moonlight is full and cool. You said I wouldn't come, and you wouldn't go, but the flowering period has passed and the feelings have dispersed. I have searched every corner of the city, but I still can't see you, squatting on the side of the road crying like a baby.

1 1. Life is sea water. We are all lonely fish in salt water, and we have tasted loneliness in the saltiest tears. Those topics about life and death, those pictures of meeting and parting are constantly staged. I am like a flower in the dust, listening to the whisper of the wind: May the years be quiet and let it belong to me. ...

12. Flowing time has become a beautiful ornament on the road of life. Looking at the sky, watching the snow, quiet and silent, are all good scenery.

13. If I really become a mad dog and can break free from this ruthless chain, then I will give up the so-called sacred human rights without hesitation.

14. The afterglow of the sunset, some purples and smiles; Nowhere to make me, the moon shines thousands of miles tonight; I can't see loneliness, there are long shadows outside the city. The wind is blowing, and the remaining water is thousands of miles.

15. Give me three years, and it won't hurt so much to miss you after three years.

16. Everyone will encounter a broken love in his life. After the injury, he will have immunity. When he meets love again, it is impossible to devote himself wholeheartedly. Everyone will encounter a relationship that will go away in his life. After falling in love, there will be sequelae. When you want to love again, you can't trust any more.

17. Will the love carved on the back of the chair bloom in the windless forest like flowers on cement?

18. When glitz deceives us too much, the falsehood in reality almost makes us forget the real existence. It is true feelings that call back vague hearts and bring us the purest and truest feelings.

19. A serious attitude towards life! If you can't be useful to society and mankind, you might as well die! If you can't live a reasonable life, you might as well fight for your life! This should be our flag, our creed!

20. You know from the bottom of your heart that you love him, even though you can't remember his face.

2 1. At night, there are no longer once beautiful landscape glass paintings, leaving only the sadness of the wind passing through the willow tips and the lonely shadow looking at the horizon.