Sentences rich in artistic conception

Sentences full of artistic conception

1. Ordinary life is always accompanied by wind and rain, there are always bumps and bumps, there is always a full moon and a wane, there are always reunions and partings. Let us grow and fragrance ourselves in the quiet time. Keeping a tranquil feeling, loving the quiet years, the sorrow in my heart is floating silently like autumn clouds, gradually spreading away the misty mist, and quietly waiting for the splendor that belongs to me. , that beauty.

2. In the vast sea of ????dust, when thousands of sails have passed, suddenly looking back, the past that is no longer in the world is like the time that slipped through the fingers, quiet and lonely, emitting a bright light. Maybe my mind is not mature enough, or maybe I am too sentimental, but there is always an inexplicable undercurrent of sadness in my heart. I long for the long and deep ancient alleys without dust, to listen quietly to the storm of life, and let a curtain of sad thoughts, like the brewing autumn rain, pour down the world of mortals heartily, washing away the heart All the desolation and sadness.

3. Living is not easy. For many people, a glorious life is a luxurious dream. Looking at the dim lights from a distance, this kind of happiness can only be seen from a distance. Feelings have made many people sigh in vain. The temptation of the world of mortals comes from the complicated life. Even standing on tiptoes cannot bring us closer to happiness. We cherish hope, but our hearts gradually become colder, so we complain that the road of life is confused and confused. And the vicissitudes of life are always not what people want, which makes people suffer.

4. The sentimental Jiangnan is soaked in the cool autumn rain, the twilight is closing, and the sky is as hazy as splashing ink. The heart is stained with autumn dew, wet and cool, and the place where you stare is hazy. Looking at the long ink scroll in front of me, standing in the wind, my thoughts as thin as cicada wings are floating and misty, just following the psychedelic mist dancing across the horizon. In a trance, I forget when I started to be filled with sorrow. Where will we go?

5. We live in a short life, but we are always confused about how to live? We long for a lifetime of happiness, love, friendship and family affection, long for being understood by others, long for good health, and even more long for longevity. Although a submissive life has made us suffer a lot of suffering and torture, we are still so eager to live, because as long as we are alive, everything There is hope. As long as you live, you will see the sun. As long as you live, you will hear your own heartbeat, and you will truly feel your emotions.

6. No matter how many tomorrows there are in life, many people understand that living in the present, then living in the present, is not about living in the present, but in the hidden rhythm of life, using the courage to look directly at the differences The perspective of life philosophy, the way to understand one's own insignificance and how to create dreams in real life. As time goes by, gentle words are spoken softly, and walking fades away, there is no need to be sad for spring and sad for autumn. There is no need to worry about it. I no longer like those gorgeous sentences that are sad for spring and sad for autumn. Sometimes speaking and doing, imitating others and pondering oneself are two different concepts and conclusions. Making up for each other's shortcomings is the best state of a seeker.

7. What is love? Is it a tragedy that two of us look at each other? Or transcend everything and bury love deep in your heart? There is always too much helplessness in life. In the helpless and deep feelings, what can we do if we hold hands and look at each other with tears in our eyes? In the end, we cannot escape the fate! Although the beauty washed in blue and white fills our emotions, it is destined to be a fateful fate! In the sky-blue dream, I am waiting for you, but I cannot wait for a happy ending!

8. Some people say: Life is like a kite. No matter how far or long it wanders, one end of the line is always home. I think so. People who work hard in the world and work hard will eventually want to return to their roots. I was once intoxicated by the beauty of the sunset, dreaming about walking in the poetic Jiangnan. Only after I woke up, I realized with disappointment that I was still a wandering wanderer, standing alone on a tall building in the city, with bright neon lights and lines below. There are little bits of starlight that are constantly flowing in it.

9. In the long river of life, we are just grains of dust. When we have life, we will keep moving forward and find a path that suits us. No matter how strong the wind is or how heavy the rain is, there is always a path. The slit allows us to pass through, even if it is muddy, even if our feet are scratched, we believe that we will always see the sun. I believe that the moment I close my eyes, I tell myself in my heart that I have never regretted walking in this world.

10. Maybe youth is like the old sycamore tree next to the old house. It will bloom with lavender sycamore flowers year after year. When the wind blows, the petals fly neatly and float in the air. The memory of dusk tells the yellowing stories of the old house.

Maybe youth is the path that I pass by every day while riding a bicycle with a small schoolbag on my back, a journey that I go through with joy in the hazy night rain. After the rain stops, the fragrance of the osmanthus and acacia trees of unknown age on the roadside exudes, I waited impatiently on the stone road behind me and refused to leave for a long time.

11. A person’s life is not something we can keep if we want to, nor is it something we can predict. Even with such a pale life, we still have so much desire and attachment. We don’t want to We can draw an end to the lives of others, but we don’t have the pen of a judge to decide our lives.

13. Hidden in the city, I often lament the loneliness and helplessness of the sunset. At this time, the smoke from the distant countryside was curling up, and the hazy background gradually blurred out the tranquil background. But there was still a river of traffic in front of me, and the asphalt road was dotted with stars, turning in criss-crossing lines. The setting sun has long been unable to suppress its hustle and bustle, and the bustling streets outline the lingering fear of confusion and uneasiness.

14. The asceticism of life is the right way to go through the vicissitudes of the world. It helps to clear up the confused thoughts and find bright spots. Hold on to the faith, and in the time when youth is fading away, let's be strong and go through a hardship that has no appointment with life; there will always be different scenery appearing, and we will be tired; we will achieve extraordinary gains. With the journey of life asceticism, with the hands of hardship, I give life a comforting gentleness. After all my hard work, I let life dance in the hardships and condense the youth. I believe that the missed yesterday is always the starting line for tomorrow. The meaning of life lies in constant search. The end of the dream must be achieved through hard work and success. The world is wide, and the mediocre will disturb themselves. We are not cowards, nor are we the dolls of time. Let the calm life be ascetic. In the years when time is hidden, we will push the graceful ferry of the passing years with hard work and move forward all the way.

15. The eagle can soar thousands of miles in the sky, but it is bound to have countless pains of falling off the cliff. Our perseverance efforts must face countless failures and futility, because tomorrow will always be where yesterday was. The road ahead is unknown, perhaps the wonderful things are singing at the hesitant intersection, making the long and distant years become hazy and unclear, unable to grasp the light that permeates the fog, losing the light of life and the color of the years in the psychedelic state. In the end, you cannot observe others and you cannot observe yourself. After experiencing the ups and downs of wind and rain, we discovered that it turned out that we had lost to ourselves.

16. There is a nameless depression in the mood that comes from all directions, making it impossible to breathe, just like the air is being sucked out. It is unimaginable that a simple life is endowed with invisible and intangible invisible pressures one after another, without giving you much chance to breathe, and it is like a nightmare reality. People are crowded together on the road of racing, unwilling to lag behind, stepping on the bodies of the old, weak, sick and disabled towards the finish line in front, with dignity and morality scattered everywhere. The women bare their breasts and the men look hideous, and they all have to show off their lives.

17. I like an old song called "Those Flowers" by Hackberry. Those flowers that once bloomed in our lives have grown up, fallen everywhere, and taken root again and bloomed. I once thought that the best things in the world would always be frozen in her most dazzling moments. However, time can always inadvertently break into this sea of ??flowers, with the flowers fading and flying, and the yellow leaves filling the sky. Another spring, summer, autumn and winter pass quietly in the mediocre crowd.

18. As the sun sets, the fragrance of tea lingers around the orchid fingers, intoxicating with the sunset, bringing in the bright moon. The light cool breeze washes away the dust in the world; the beauty by the window is still as quiet as an orchid. Perhaps because the Double Ninth Festival is here again, the nostalgia for the past becomes even more solemn, and I yearn for the flowing water of the south of the Yangtze River and the Shuiyun Township in my dreams. When recalling the past, I always like to express my attachment to my hometown with a little plum heart, half a bamboo rhyme, and a few cuts of pine bones. And often with a melancholy yet free and easy mood, I keep asking my heart, what should life be like?

19. How much suffering and hardship does the beauty of life stop in! The traces of tears have collected the accumulation of time. After the fallen leaves wither, the end of life will be announced. After the passing of years, the aging of life will be judged. Youth will be out of reach for ten thousand years, but this autumn is destined not to come back. . But why has it become so bitter? Once again, the dusty past has withered away the charm of a bunch of fallen leaves. Sadly, I discovered that in this materialistic and impetuous reality, I no longer have time to stop, and choosing to wait and start again will determine how I will find a bright future.

20. Life is always a long road. Once you have walked through it, you will realize that many times you don’t know which one will come first, loss or possession. Perhaps; I am too confused and at a loss to remind myself who cares about time that for a certain thing I want to do and not do it, they are originally two unrelated things. If I can quickly When you become stronger, holding on to the world is actually the realm of choice. You know how to fully understand and constantly improve your incomplete mind. Internal cultivation and self-reflection are your best self-discipline. Sometimes taking care of yourself means grasping everything in front of you. Talk about your mood in an artistic way

1. Girls who are really good to you should lose out to girls who are good-looking.

2. Why do you blame a girl who loves you to the core for being ignorant?

3. I prefer a simple rejection to all kinds of perfunctory responses.

4. The boy and the girl broke up. The boy let the girl go first. The girl turned around and separated. The boy looked at her back in front of her. After the girl turned around, she couldn't stop sobbing and her back trembled. Trembling, she walked away. The girl squatted on the ground, ignoring the gazes of passers-by, crying loudly. Suddenly, the girl was pulled up by a force and threw herself into an embrace. The embrace was filled with the refreshing mint scent she was familiar with. Yes, it's that boy. The boy said: I still can't bear to give you up to others.

5. Sometimes I really like you and want to be with you, sometimes I am really tired and want to give up, but your occasional gentleness always makes me feel that if you really have It's a pity that you liked me so little but I let you go, so I've been waiting for you for a long time just for that little love that I don't know exists.

6. The earth is round. No matter how long we are apart, people who love each other will meet again as long as they keep walking. So, if I keep walking and walking, will I be able to meet you again? .

7. Spending my entire youth teasing you is the simplest thing I have ever done.

8. I still won’t look for you anymore, lest you laugh at me because I can’t live without you. Talk about appreciation in QQ space about love.

9. I want to sit on the bridge with you, drinking wine while the river breeze blows. The moon falls into the water and splashes a few stars. It’s hard not to talk in the dark night. You clear your throat and sing. Tell me, listen to your drunken chatter and tell your stories over the past few years.

10. A mountain can't separate two people from missing each other, and the end of the world can't separate them from being speechless. Listening to the wind's singing, I will miss you forever.

11. Don’t be distracted by your heart and don’t be trapped by your emotions. Don’t be afraid of the future and don’t dwell on the past. So, be fine.

12. One day of lovesickness, two rays of leisurely sorrow, watching three or four withered leaves brushing by, sighing as five or six flying flowers fall lightly, seven miles of peach forest, can't compare to the fragrance of red sleeves, eight songs of neon clothes, just one sentence Things in the world are impermanent, and emotions only become clear. This life will never be worth your ninth life, and I only regret wasting ten years of summer.

Thirteen, one is separated from the other, each is happy.

14. What I once said should never be lost or forgotten has turned yellow on the title page of time. After we say goodbye, my heart keeps blooming like a lotus. I taste this cup of tea alone. Condensing lifelong tenderness into the posture of a flower. Condensing the fading thoughts and the lingering past in the heart, collecting them in dust, looking at each other indifferently, without complaining about separation.

15. The cruelest thing is time. I believe that no matter how things change, this love will never change. Just as I kept thinking about it, I walked further and further away. Those stories of blooming flowers turned out to be just an encounter in each other's lives. Looking back suddenly, I was surprised to realize that the past has been frozen into the scenery. At this time, I am not feeling sad, but just longing for it.

16. Many years later, he took the Qiang flute and played her favorite tunes all the way, and finally left her hometown in Mobei. On this bank of the Forgotten River, under the peach forest ten miles away, she brewed a pot of tea with bright eyes looking forward to it. It was like meeting for the first time.

17. May someone with bright clothes and angry horses accompany you to watch the blazing flowers for the rest of your life.

18. The faint nostalgia is only gentle between the lines, and I will no longer wait for the flowers to bloom on this shore. Silence all the coolness in your heart, and don't disturb Luoying as the fleeting years pass under the night sky.

19. Who sits alone on the long street, watching the prosperity of the world. Who is lying alone in a lonely alley, quietly sipping wine and feeling sad. Who, alone on the broken bridge, quietly watches the koi fish in pairs. Who, walking alone in the dry season, feels the coolness of the world in silence.

20. Copy a Jiangnan rain and be intoxicated by the poetry in the dream. Your heart will fly along with it, and you will be happy in loneliness. Standing alone, looking for yourself in the years, the gentleness of the water can't move you. I like it, just talking to loneliness, the ethereal soul is dependent on me, and the thoughts in the painting are as ethereal as a dream. Jiangnan promises, separated by a gap of time and space.

21. Life is like a tour. You don’t care about the destination. What matters is the scenery along the way and the state of mind when viewing the scenery.

22. From ponytail to curly hair, from shirt to long skirt, from canvas to high heels, from no makeup to light makeup, from youth to maturity, youth only lasts so long.

23. I would like to lose my youth and meet a warm you again.

24. How many times have I looked back at you, but I still only look forward to the sunset.

25. The so-called love is just that I use a thousand cities to lock you in a pool of spring water.

26. When I write on plain paper, I recall the beauty of those years. When I write, I always like to interpret the encounters on the road with coolness. As time goes by, those stories that gradually fade away with time, and the memories that are blown away by the wind, outline beautiful chapters in the pen, stained with lovesickness, and cause a lifetime of sadness.

Twenty-seven, three lives and three lives, I am willing to be with you for ten miles of peach blossoms.

That year, by the Tingyu Bridge, there was a drop of rain, a season, a tear, a lake of heart, a flower, a world, a person, and a city.

Twenty-nine, leaving people is sad and hurt. Thoughts, deep contemplation. Withering and falling, sighing in sadness. Where will the prosperity continue?

Thirty. In that year, the wind was very light, the sunshine was very warm, and the years were very long. At this time and that time, the sunshine was faint, the years were quiet, and peaceful.

Thirty-one. When I was seven years old, I thought that if I caught the cicada, I could catch the whole summer. When I was seventeen years old, I thought that if I kissed your face, I would be with you forever.

Thirty-two, if your eyebrows and eyes stay for me for even half a moment, how can you not see that my love is as deep as ever?

Thirty-three. In the old lane of Beicheng, the south wind blows lightly.

34. Please don’t say that I have changed, because I have not changed, I just understand that I should treat others how others treat me.

35. If you feel that every door in your life has been opened, then please remember this sentence: the opened door is not necessarily locked, at most you can come and push it.

Thirty-six, you can only torment the people who care about you. Regarding the people who don’t care about you and the people who have forgotten you, what you do will basically have no effect.

37. Sometimes, you have to pretend to be happy, just to prevent others from asking how you are.

38. Others think you are too cold, and you think you have social phobia, but in fact you are just arrogant.

Thirty-nine, I am a person who is very considerate of other people's feelings, so I won't make people embarrassed when I talk. If I make you uncomfortable when I speak, don't think too much, I just mean it. of.

Forty, forgive me for dressing up and attending with a pen in my hand, my brows furrowed, and writing furiously just to help the top students finish at the bottom.

41. The most disgusting thing in the world is that you see the false side of a person, but other people don’t see it. They think she is as beautiful as she appears, and then you become A scheming bitch in the eyes of others.

42. The giraffe’s neck is so long. Isn’t it comfortable when it cries? The octopus has three hearts. Does it hurt three times when it hurts? The camel has long eyelashes and wants to cry. You can't say that there is sand in your eyes when you are tired. Snakes don't have broad shoulders. They can't give her the warmth to rely on when they are tired. Xiaoqiang has two brains. When she is lonely, will she think about someone together? I have you in my heart. Are you relying on this to hurt me to death?

43. I envy those who can sleep peacefully as soon as they touch the pillow and those who decide to let go and never look back.

44. Later, I began to try to live for myself. 15 sentences full of artistic conception

1. I hope the sun is warm, the breeze is not dry, the time is not old, and both you and I are well.

2. I wish that after my wandering youth, I would meet a warm you again.

3. We are in a small town, with a beautiful woman in the distance; I think, under the cherry blossom trees, the sky is filled with stars; I love, living a simple life, growing old together.

4. If your eyes and eyebrows stay for me for even a moment, how can you not see that my love is as deep as ever?

5. The most cruel thing is time. I believe that no matter how things change, this love will remain unchanged. Just as I kept thinking about it, I walked further and further away. Those amazing stories of blooming flowers turned out to be just an encounter in each other's lives. Looking back suddenly, I was surprised to realize that the past has been frozen into the scenery. At this time, I am not feeling sad, but my longing is prolonging.

6. That year, by the Tingyu Bridge, there was a drop of rain, a season, a tear, a lake of heart, a flower, a world, a person, and a city.

7. Don’t be distracted by your heart and don’t be trapped by your emotions. Don't be afraid of the future and don't dwell on the past. So, be fine.

8. When writing on plain paper, I recall the good times of those years. When writing, I always like to use stunning interpretations of encounters on the road. As time goes by, those stories that gradually fade away with time, and the memories that are blown away by the wind, outline beautiful chapters in the pen, stained with lovesickness, and cause a lifetime of sadness.

9. Copy a Jiangnan rain, indulge in the poetry of dreams, your heart will fly with it, and you will be happy in loneliness. Standing alone, looking for yourself in the years, the gentleness that shines by the water cannot move you. I like it, just talking to loneliness, the ethereal soul is dependent on me, and the affection in the painting is as ethereal as a dream. Jiangnan promises, separated by a distance of time and space.

10. One day of lovesickness, two wisps of leisurely sorrow, watching three or four withered leaves blowing by, sighing as five or six flying flowers fall lightly, seven miles of peach forest, can't compare to the fragrance of red sleeves, eight songs of neon clothes, only one sentence of worldly affairs Impermanence, emotions can only be understood. This life will never be worth your nine lifetimes of green plums, and I only regret the wasted ten years of summer.

11. How many times have I looked back at you, and I still only look forward to the sunset.

12. What I once said, never lose or forget, has turned yellow on the title page of time. Since farewell, my heart has been blooming like a lotus. I taste this cup of tea alone. Condensing a lifetime of tenderness into the posture of a flower. Consolidate the fading thoughts and the lingering past in your heart, collect them in dust, look at each other indifferently, and do not complain about separation.

13. May someone with bright clothes and angry horses accompany you to watch the blazing flowers for the rest of your life.

14. When I was seven years old, I thought that if I caught the cicada, I could catch the whole summer. When I was seventeen years old, I thought that if I kissed your face, I would be with you forever.

15. Life is like a journey. You don’t have to care about the destination. What matters is the scenery along the way and the mood of seeing the scenery. A collection of beautiful sentences with poetic and artistic conception

A collection of beautiful sentences with poetic and artistic conception Part 1

1. Suddenly I have a feeling that makes me unable to walk far. I know that there is hope that always cares for me, I know that there is a heart that expresses my heart, I know that there is a person who will protect me with concern all the way.

2. The breeze is still gentle, and the piano is fragrant. Study the ink and chant the words, and the pen and ink will fly. Destinations rise and fall, gathering and separation. Today's plain paper contains hundreds of chapters, each word is sad and sad. Every sentence is as cold as frost. Just because, the world is like a dream, the mirror is like a flower in the water, I can only fold my skinny body, hold a few pages of plain paper, a touch of memory, a petal of heart fragrance, stay on today's plain paper, and become a flower indifferently. Perhaps, a thousand years later, in the dusty wind, only a woman sings clearly in the wind...

3. I stood for too long and talked for too long. I am tired. You still can't listen. Understand that I have written too much. I have written for too long and I am tired. You still can’t understand it.

4. If you smile once, I will be happy for several days; but if you cry once, I will be sad for several years.

5. The waterside pavilions and pavilions continue the long-standing relationship in the mist, rain and dust. A curtain of brocade and sequins celebrates the joy and sorrow, and the blue shirt is not familiar with the style. Singing to the long sky, the sound of the flute is heard by drunken cranes, the spring is warm in the heart and the eyebrows are blooming, the beautiful red makeup shapes the beautiful shadows, the bones are clear and charming, and they are not kitsch to the world. The gravel passes by the eyes while laughing and chatting, the wine is dipped in ink and the feelings are expressed, and the emotions are ethereal. Across the sea, clouds roll and relax, and the scenery is tranquil. Looking directly at the winding path, Ling Chen dances, strategizing, and suddenly leaps up and down, with a happy posture!

6. The eyebrows are cut in the spring light, the poem is graceful in the evening rain, the loneliness and melancholy are graceful in the pavilion. The peach blossoms are shedding tears, looking at the moon and contemplating the quiet words. The tea is mellow, the fragrance is lingering, and the Chubo smoke and clouds are full of Xiaoxiang charm. At dusk, the misty rain locks the building, and the rhyme of thousands of poems is soothed. The slender hands are playing the strings of the piano, and the strings are lightly twisted to play the story of the past. The fragrance of a cup of tea is overflowing, and the dream of thousands of years continues.

7. As the days pass, with the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it becomes someone’s funeral. Time passes little by little, and along with the changes in rain, fog, and sunshine, it becomes the dust left behind in the old photo album. I believe that every moment of sunset, moonrise and sunset has its own meaning. And I am the little protagonist in this scenery, both fake and real. Endless years flow, leaving only a trace of purity to set off the beauty of the dying years. The world is still chaotic, but I enjoy the quiet time alone.

8. I thought I had forgotten love and you. But one day, I heard a song and tears came out of my eyes. Because of this song, we have listened to it together.

9. I am so afraid that I will never meet you again. The rest of my life is too long and you are too unforgettable.

10. I am so tired now, and I really want someone to give me the happiness that you cannot give me. It’s not that no one gives it to me, it’s that I can’t accept anyone else’s favor except you.

11. Gently push open a clump of hidden fences, tiptoe to your window, and listen to you reading the charming words of the crescent moon and the passionate smoke of the willows in the bookmark, line by line, line by line. Repeatedly, they carry the ravings of the world of mortals, as well as delicate exhortations.

12. Success must be led by ideals, pioneered by creativity, and watered by sweat.

13. In Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are hurt like floating catkins. More than ten years, three thousand years, I hope we will never forget each other.

14. If we trust a person without any doubt, there are only two results, either we will get a lifelong confidant, or we will get a lifelong lesson.

15. A branch of pear blossoms brings rain in spring, and pear blossoms are sprinkled with mist and rain on the streets, and the rain silk is woven into a piece of plain silk. Searching for it in the legacy of Tang Dynasty calligraphy and painting, in Zhuo Yi's graceful Song lyrics, a hint of sadness comes alone in the rain of Juechen poems, a piece of classical melancholy. Fifty strings of Jinse, one string and one column, lament the past years, break a branch of Li Shangyin's lonely feelings, and drop them on the street, forming a string of words. There is only one unforgettable concern in the world that is unforgettable.

16. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and dispersed, the jackdaws are roosting, and they are startled again. I miss each other and know when we will meet each other. It is embarrassing at this time and this night. Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness makes you remember each other, and short lovesickness makes you infinite. If I had known that it would be so annoying, it would be as if we didn't know each other at the beginning.

17. After the rain, the leaves are translucent green. I can't bear to pick too much. I actually feel that it is your incarnation. Picking is too cruel.

18. The scenery of life is always like this. When you have it, you feel so far away; when you lose it, you feel so close.

19. The beautiful pictures are sold out, but the guests are still breaking the bridge; the paper umbrellas are thin, and the clouds are misty and the sky is high. I died drunk in the western suburbs. I played the flute and wanted to play it. In mourning during the Qingming Festival, we pay tribute to the arrogance of a lifetime, and shake the candlelight with tears; as time goes by, the luxuriant flowers have covered the autumn water. Su Muzhe, the red building sings with a glass of wine; the poppy, who is carving the coquettish dancing posture; the shadow of the drunken flowers, the gurgling cold weather, alone; the golden threads, how many scrolls are floating on the sky; the partridge sky, the gaze is sent in Destiny in the past life... The mist and rain are getting further away, the cold moon is a little shallow, how can I sleep with pity

20. Forgiveness does not mean forgetting, nor does it mean pardoning, but letting go of oneself. Aesthetic Sentences Full of Poetic Conception Part 2

21. Waiting is the most natural aging. In the slight breeze, I feel the precipitation of my heart. Suddenly, I see a bouquet of white flowers. How like it A piece of wings, I feel sad that it lacks the ability to fly. Otherwise, maybe I can really see it using its own life to launch that gorgeous flight written with life. That would be so beautiful.

22. Even though I have a cold nature, I still want to be the sunshine of others.

23. The poems stained by the words of the heart are disrupted by whose figure. The pain that the ink stains live in the words cuts off the insomnia! Tears filled every corner of the night. The lingering cherry blossoms knocked down by the drizzle are just like the vows made countless times, smeared into blood by the setting sun. They cannot bear the burden of the promise and are scattered in the cold moonlight, lonely and sad at the end of the world.

24. Memories cannot be erased, they can only be accumulated slowly. Time brings you to the card table, but the bet is yourself.

25. Your journey will never see my old age again.

26. The dream falls three thousand feet, the sorrow is as deep as the sea, and the prosperity is scattered all over the ground. In the cycle of memory, I raised my glass and drank it all on the Naihe Bridge.

27. A person's journey, a leaf dancing in a monotonous manner, without an accurate rhythm, the movement still loops, extinguishing vague and clear memories.

28. There is no reincarnation in life, just like a flower. A person lives for one life, and the flower blooms for one season. Life is like a flower, and the flower is like a dream.

29. I have no sleep tonight. If you are just a gust of wind blowing by, I want to write a piece of watch without you in my fleeting memory, which will never wake you up from your dream. If the long and sad music stops suddenly, should I give up the nostalgia of the mortal world, throw the unreasonable melancholy into the flowery spring, and let the reluctant piano music weave into a romantic declaration of love, reappearing in the grand scene of pear blossoms and rain? . There is no moon tonight and there are very few stars. The shadow folds in half in the darkness, looking a little lonely. The night is like mourning, with a deep dark meaning.

30. People who miss the past are like scavengers. At the two ends of life, we stand on the opposite side of the river.

31. I leaned over slowly, trying to pick up your scattered pity. I thought I had found a lover who would cherish me for the rest of my life. Look at the water-like moonlight, sprinkled with coldness and loneliness, and the mottled ground under the filter, accompanied by horizontal and sparse shadows. I also stroll among the flowers, taking a closer look at the winter flowers, blooming, withering, falling, and growing. Ash.

32. Who sighs in the years.

33. The sunshine is very beautiful, you looked at me with a smile and said you would marry me. That day, I thought I was so close to the sun. Time has passed, and time has smoothed away all romance, but you still smiled and talked about divorce. The sunset that day was extremely beautiful... It turns out that time can heal everything, including the unforgettable love in the past...

34. Can make you angry An enemy who makes you angry means that you are not sure of defeating him; a friend who makes you angry means that you still care about his friendship.

35. The face is like a silver plate, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are red without dots, and the eyebrows are green without paint. The river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red flowers reflect the white flowers. To repay the spring sunshine, you should send good wine to your life.

36. Cordyceps and acacia wine make you have less clear dreams in one night; look at today, you were drunk last night, but you look at the beauty smiling. How many emotions are in turmoil, all filled with melancholy; my worries rise, I laugh in the pond, and drink in love with the moon. It's late tonight, it's been a long time since we reunited, and the love of a lifetime is hard to break; we respect the nine heavens, the clouds are moving, and we are indifferent and empty of mercy. The flying sand rises, a slight dew condenses, and the chirping of birds rises in the morning; the pine trees are vigorous, the feelings are like the world, and the light laughter stirs up the world.

37. Autumn passes and spring comes, who pities the wind and lotuses in Quyuan, the youth is white, but the floating life is in vain.

38. Only the setting sun stands there. The soul is like countless snowflakes floating by, the light is shining, and it is gradually waking up.

39. The petals seeping into the soil are like a memory covering the two ends of life. We stand on the shore of each other.