Classical literature and ancient style sentences

At both ends of life, we stood on each other's shore. The following are 99 ancient literary sentences I recommend to you. If you are interested, let's have a look at them.

1, Chanjuan dreams of the Flower Building, enjoys the fragrance of maple leaves, warms the snowy mountains in cold clothes, and is a frivolous teenager who hesitates to stop the old building. He is drunk and wants to stop talking about his bones, worrying about his life, burning his heart, lingering in the cold stage, waving his sleeves and smiling, being drunk and greedy, and committing peach blossoms.

2. Autumn night, phoenix rain, Ziwei bloom. There is moonlight in the hazy clouds and frogs in the lonely water. When the goose crows, it feels sad, and when the piano smells, it feels rich. Castle Peak is empty, whose home is barren ridge?

3, the dream has faded with the wind, and the concern has faded. Thousands of cups are drunk, tears of blood, and I can't remember the dead pen seal. Looking back at the vicissitudes of Wan Li, I think of the melancholy and tears of that night. Go back and forth to the grave, forget this life without drinking Meng Po. Back and forth.

4, gradually autumn, the snow is clear and thin, and people are infinitely reluctant. It seems to be sad, Gao Han is relieved, it seems to be tears and a poem. There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and thin. I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli. —

5, gently open the porch, listen to the rain, the stamens are wet and infatuated; Oblique silk weaving, thinking thousands of miles away, dreaming thousands of miles back to pray. Looking up and ringing in the fields, when * * * this west wing sleeps. Cut the west window show together, lazy; Pear mirror shy face, heart according to the lover. The night is deep and the stars are hazy, and the new moon and Qixi love to return to their hometown; Family, love is persistent, and smiles. Don't forget me, this life, even if there are difficulties, is always the same; No regrets, love, Eden Qin Xiao and Selku.

6, borrow the east wind to chat to entertain guests drunk, no feast for the king.

7, read thousands of books, success comes naturally, the golden house in the book, waiting for you to collect, Yan Yuru in the book, come and meet you, World Reading Day, read more good books, I wish you happiness and bright future.

8. I am a prostitute and you are my brother. I make frivolous wishes, obsessed with the wrong pay. Who knew there were tears in front of the mirror?

9, cold and noble, full of fairy dew. Into the galaxy. The way to entertain guests, and open eyebrows. When will this year be? Zheng Diao, soft sleeves. Don't refuse when the sandalwood board in the broken painting hall is drunk. Life is more than parting.

10, staring at asking for the moon, remember? Who's eyes have been clarified by a piece of ink? Scene after scene, who blurred the line of sight? Beautiful meeting can't draw a beautiful circle. Why is love so thin and shallow? Close your eyes and sigh gently. The petals are scattered and the branches are scattered, and the willows are blowing, breaking the sadness all over the ground.

1 1, plain clothes, Yunji, shy eyebrows, Mo Lian fragrance, drunk and soft. The shirt is faint, affectionate, tender and white.

12, beside the jade bird red wine, dying, gradually forgetting Mr.zhou's finger, I don't know what to think. Ask the fallen flower where to go, it will hurt if it falls, and it will cool if it stays.

13, broom, pink face, temporary meeting among flowers. I mean, I sympathize with you, and I have to ask. Ears, wax into tears, also like two people's minds. The pillow is greasy, the brocade is cold, and I feel more disabled.

14, writing fleeting time, burning paper and smelling ink, pouring wine and getting drunk with the sunset; The west wind is cool, two scattered, the world of mortals gathers, and it is lonely. Cang Xie, looking at the sky in the evening; Under the tree in front of the case, pour a lifetime of glory.

15, spring is coming to an end, and the day is delayed. Stan. Roll, the green curtain hangs down. Notebook, pink tears, two hearts know. No, Yan Kong is back. The embers of the ceremony and music fell, and the pillow was full of sorrow. Clear, weak flowers, lovesickness.

16, the green leaves are dark, and the pond pavilion is full of water pavilions, which is even colder. Pomegranate blooms, and the flowers are red. Swallows and chicks talk, and there are high willows and cicadas. After the rain, Zhu Qiong was in chaos and ran into Xinlian. Life has hundreds of years, don't let it go. Why bother making a decision later? Friends invited guests to entertain themselves, sipping and singing to Fang Zun. As drunk as a fiddler, let him go back and forth for two rounds.

17, who can drum and heartbroken after such a long separation? Lost youth, a wisp of tea smoke passes through the green yarn.

18, the depth of humanity is not half as deep as that of lovesickness. Water is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

19, the elegant rhyme of clear words, the flow of ink and wash, sent a piece of blue tile and white wall.

20. If you can't stand the worst side of a courtier, you can't get the best side of a courtier.

2 1, it's raining, and the courtiers choose to hide from the rain, so you probably can't see the tears of the courtiers.

22. When the male and female servants are lost, they lose the courage to love you. You'll never find a chance to breathe.

23. On the world of mortals, in the pavilions, time and time again, when the thoughts are like the wind, whose smile is indifferent to the fireworks? Whose low eyebrows are vivid and fleeting?

24, a new word, a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will Yangxi come back? There's nothing to do, bloom's flowers fall, and it's like deja vu when Yan returns. Yuan Xiang path wanders alone.

25, the vast blue sky, heaven and earth love a promise. China people are hard to understand and willing to endure the wind and rain. -Na Lanxingde's "Minus Magnolia, Love and Promise"

26. When the autumn wind comes overnight, everything withers. The clouds are light, the water is shallow and rainy. Fallen leaves pave a barren path, and cold vines write stone bridges. The pavilion is idle and the heart is far away.

27, drunk and smoked at dusk, people crazy dreams, night comes to a secluded path. A river caught fire and sent it straight to midnight. I hate lovesickness too early, but I feel anxious and spring is surging. Hang down and practice, know how to lean, and be bright today. Gone with the wind, I don't know the past grievances, I hid around the wicker sash, and I quietly brushed the threshold. The moon begets pity and dreams are high. Pray for a warm candle, but it's far away, comforting Wang Jiao. Chinese wine, a solitary lamp shines alone, and the shadow is hard to disappear.

28, a lifetime, a lifetime; Two reincarnation, finally, in exchange for happiness with you. However, looking forward to the rest of my life, I can have a dull companion, which is joy. Yes, it's just the simplicity of leaning against the building and listening to the wind and rain. Just a faint look at the ordinary rivers and lakes, just a smile to listen to the calm of misty rain. You, draw the ground as a prison, and keep a sentimental attachment alone.

29, the spring breeze is still the same, with the intention of walking along the embankment. When the moth turns yellow, when the weather is fine. The year is purple and green, and the rain is thrilling tonight. There are only a few evenings to pass away the haggard life.

30. Yongxiang resented Luo Qi for many years, leaving his feelings behind and thinking about the storm all day. There are countless marks on bamboo, and how many are sprinkled in front of the first monument. Go to Zitai in autumn and listen to music in the evening. I came to the bridge to ask, but I didn't arrive at the Green Robe to see Ke Yu off.

3 1, the long Huai looks broken, and the wind and rain turn into tears. A little sad, but turned into running water. Swallow, close at hand. Dream of love is hard, and spring is always charming. Heaven, speechless at each other, only willing to change wine for a drunk.

32. Your smile is an unforgettable memory of your male and female servants in this life.

33. Are male and female servants afraid of rumors? Men and women are afraid that you will believe rumors.

34. The reason for this is that the reason of the courtiers is right or wrong, and the courtiers will let nature take its course.

35. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties. Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.

36. Male and female servants are walking on their way home, and there is no vitality around them. A person is listless, as if the whole world is giving up concubines.

37. Life hates marriage, and there should be a broken string in this life. If the mountain meets the running water, the beautiful scenery will grow old.

38, Xiu De, since no trouble. Fortunately, a man of noble morality became Ye Ding. He came late, enjoyed the rest of his life and lived a long life.

39. live in spring! See, there is no turning back at the end of the world. The only way to complain about the silence in spring is to be diligent, draw cobwebs on the eaves, and release sheep in Yogyakarta by all means.

40. Pei Mingyu is better than Jie, and Qi Youlan is competing for fen. Light tenderness is in vulgarity, negative ambition is in high clouds.

4 1, a blooming flower falls, you turn your face and I bow my head. Since then, loneliness has spread to both ends.

42. I don't want to wear ten miles of red makeup, but I want you to remember a hundred years. I don't want to grow old together, but I hope this life will be unforgettable.

43, drunk to see the fate today, Song did not sleep, watching the night sky full moon alone, resentment is still pending, who is obsessed with * * *.

44. It has hurt the spirit in the falling wind, and even hurt the soul in the sound of burying the piano.

I watered it on a cool day last night, but I want to warm my clothes tonight. But seeing the flowers fall frequently is not as affectionate as the net edge.

46. Thousands of people fought several times, and the Qinhuai River was red at night. If you don't look back, a hundred years of lovesickness is hard to solve. But looking back, I swallowed the flute between your fingers, and then looking back, I saw plum blossoms.

47. She lit a lamp at night, and Jiang Guoyun bowed his head several times. A few broken geese and the west wind in the cloud blew away many thoughts. I think, he will grind ink under the lamp, a word of money, the champion. It will be another year after he gets dressed and returns to China.

48. Laughter startled guests from all directions, and they were furious and inclined to the tiger mountain.

49. Stand like a garden and a tree and smile like the moon in your arms.

Please give me more advice for the rest of my life. I wonder if you'd like to make wine and catch up with the little girl.

5 1. This girl is probably a charlatan, and I just met Xiao Sheng. My heart is totally with the girl.

52, childe don't know, since the first time I saw childe, I decided to be your peach blossom all my life.

How lucky I am to live with you in this vast country.

54. A young man can't be a girl. Heroes in the world just want to be laymen, greedy for money and wine.

55, a pupil has no talent. If you don't get the girl's favor at this point, don't be surprised if you disturb her for a long time, all love. Stop at the lips and teeth. Hiding from the years, the girl has gone west since then, and the niche is with the sky! I will never see you again in my life. May the girl enjoy the city with you and spend the rest of her life together!

56. I saw the unbeaten flowers, but I didn't see the jade that sells incense; Remember the stars shining, but forget the happy ending. The flowers are overflowing, the colors are like spring all the year round, the stars become unreal, and the rivers flow endlessly. Moment can last forever, and glory can last forever. Behind the scenes, people come and go. Since ancient times, Shuntian should meet people, and the road is Heng Chang.

57. Time blurred his face, but never took away his smiling face. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, it seems that it is still the afternoon of that day. He rubbed my head with slender fingers, brushed my face with wide clothes and cast a shadow. He frowned, lowered his eyes, gently picked his mouth, talked and laughed, like warm spring, like oblique wind and drizzle, rippling clear water in the pool, shaking down a pear tree and dazzling the light on the horizon. I have never forgotten that there is such a gentle young man who gave me the gentlest time in my long life. It was not until a long time later that my memory grew old and my thoughts were crazy that I never forgot it.

58. Fate plays tricks on people skillfully, and it will take years to be wrong for a lifetime.

59, three thousand masks, who * * * me and Long song.

60, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears. -Siegfried Sassoon

6 1, the years are like songs and shadows. Time walks in the corridor of the season, drawing a beautiful arc. There is always too much past, too much sadness and unforgettable in the lost years.

62. I also listen, silence is better than sound, and all telepathy should be wonderful Sanskrit.

63. Change your life with my three fireworks.

64. Think of the past years as beautiful scenery that cannot be touched. A wisp of green hair is wrapped around your fingertips, caressing a bright moon for you and sending you a thousand miles of acacia. Your beautiful face transcends the glitz in the red dust. Jiang Feng caught fire, worried about the end of the world, and trivial memories were collected in an unreachable time and space. In the yellowed scroll, there is a poem with floral fragrance. Your hair, however, sneaked into my soul under the encouragement of the wind, and there were countless feelings around.

65. There are countless passers-by in life, coming and going, passing by and dreaming. However, nothing can be left, one moment at a time, like a phoenix blowing a baby, like water overflowing an ant nest, it is doomed in an instant. Among 3,000 passers-by, there will always be a soul mate who meets in this life and meets again in the next life. I am willing to exchange countless flashy moments for an immortal eternity and continue an immortal chapter, but maybe it is just a dream.

66. The moon falls at the west window, the eyebrows are sad, the west wind blinds, the cold water reflects the waning moon, and the eyes are full of sadness. Looking at Philip Burkart, the world is full of red dust, and we fell in love at first sight. However, the relationship was shallow and prosperous, and it ended in a song. Outside the Shili Pavilion, acacia becomes a river.

67. A window of autumn wind, a clear word, condensed into silence, engraved in the heartbroken place, sitting at a table with a cup of tea, missing you from the world, going to Qiu Lai in spring, fading among the flowers, hiding the pain in the depths of the flowers, leaving only your figure stranded in the memory. In the ancient scenic spot of Hanyuan forest of steles, collect a comfortable, elegant and elegant one, showing an elegance far away from the hubbub; Looking for a spoonful of crystal dew on the petals, washing away the dust and finding a temporary shelter for the bitterness that has nowhere to run aground.

68. In fact, everyone has his own story, whether it's gloom or sadness, we can always hide it well, but if people have the same experience, they can still recognize each other at a glance, just because they all have similar sadness.

69. When you like him, the fate of meeting him is gone.

70. Sit alone on a cold night and enjoy the fragrance alone.

7 1. I have seen rivers and lakes for a hundred years. Who am I talking to today?

72. I am not me. It's not me in Suzhou that you turned and walked away.

73. The feeling between your fingers and your lifelong attachment have interpreted a period of homesickness in the sound of pipa; Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and whispers in my ears are like sighs when flowers fall.

74, cicada, Qingxuan. The string song is cold, and the afterglow is on the fence. Don't look at the brocade book, autumn water looks through the mountain. A line of clear tears and cold shirts, lonely and unintentional. The west wind rolled a bead curtain, and the empty moon faded away. Lonely lamp, sleepless. Returning to the wild goose, far away.

75, Su Yan peerless flying Yunpei, the whole city of Yi Rong is the moon. Feather clothes, wind sleeves, empty steps, misty shadows. Snow Fairy cuts water, and smoke lingers in Bibi and YeHua. Tea is a song and dance of youth and a fleeting time. Yuehua Huaying is a dream of thousands of butterflies. Fortunately, there is a brothel and my heart is happy.

76. There is a mirage. You are my twelfth lunar month. When my temples are frosted, you are unique in this world.

77. Kowloon seized the office, and the flesh and blood fought for the decree. Tampering with the inheritance is against the ancestral precepts. Even if it is spurned by future generations, I will do anything for you.

78. At sunset, Xiao Lan languished in the yard. Fireworks lean against the fence, and the fragrance fills the garden. Beauty sings strings, but son lingers.

79. Pushed open the door and went out. The leaves of the plane fell off after a storm. I found a quiet place with a book in my hand and sat down.

80. Read Lu You's Yongmei Ci and use it in reverse.

8 1, flowers flying all over the sky. The broken flowers shed tears.

82. The heart has its own place, and the day has its own strengths. Dependence on youth is the end of time. I promised myself, why not give my life? If you want to live forever, you will be compensated in this life.

83. There is snow along the river in Emei, and the Three Gorges flows through the river.

84. Rush to the crown in anger, stop and rest in drizzle.

85. Drunk people know that the wine is strong, and drunk people know that the dream is empty. It is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither.

He tried every means to propose to her, and she clung to him all her life.

87. When you are waist-high, light a small carved window, with a bright moon and a cool breeze, and sleep in the west wing on a spring night. Waist-length, the ancient mirror is red, and it is made in Yan Ruyu. People are worse than flowers. Waist-high, when Bai Causeway broke the bridge and willows were used as petticoats, the rain master wanted to be a matchmaker, and the boat crossed the sky. When I am waist-length, Sima Xiling is like a phoenix, red makeup is wrapped in autumn snow, and my hand with my son is like frost. When I grow to my waist, I will make a bed with rubies, a red candle with tears, and I will dream of a beautiful night. When I am waist-length, I will make a bamboo forest in Lu Qing and a chrysanthemum in Nanshan, and a child's flute will ring. When you are waist-high, the ceremony is like a dream. I only want to be together for a long time in this life. The silver is like frost and the red makeup is picturesque.

88. The fifth string of the voiceless sound, the shadow of the [bright moon] is still in the sky, Yuanyang butterfly, don't add feelings, miss, follow me lonely and distressed, and have a heart.

89. The 16-string voiceless sound is led by the flute, and childhood friends are dusty, making wishes and chasing dreams for the afterlife. Iraqi companion, a few proverbs.

90. Mysteriously, there is good cold food, and the spring garden is full of flowers.

9 1, strong and even, and elegant. Spring is deep and light.

92. Remember to go out with tears when you leave Iraq.

93. A bend of water in Yangguan flows eastward, with bright lights and boats fishing. I'm just drunk as usual and full of romantic worries about others.

94. You say, when I wait for you to be thirty-five, why do you only get one pair in my life?

95. Old wine starts new, drinks alone, and whispers old words in drunk dreams.

96, jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si.

97. I'll give you two sleeves of fireworks. If I turn the earth into sand, will you toast and sweep the tea for me?

98. The breeze falls outside the city. Whoever passes by, picks up a few flowers, leaves a promise, and there is no result from then on!

99. A man slowly climbed the stairs with a golden cup, hoping that the cup would dry up, fill it with golden cups to moisten the golden urn, and keep the empty building alone. In the middle of the night, the smoke burned out and the body was not on the boat. The stormy waves came again and there was nothing to hide and let it shine. What do you know about blood and tears? What's the difference if you look at it alone? After all, the end of the world Hagrid followed suit and was speechless. Thousands of cups are drunk from dreams, drunk songs, and sorrowful. The Queen Mother was shocked, and the Jade Emperor burst into tears.