Sad and sad ancient sentences

Sad and melancholy ancient sentences

? After one parting, the two places are hanging on each other. Just say March and April, who knows five or six years. ?The following are sad and ancient sentences that I collected. I hope you all like them.

1. "The rouge in Jiangnan was so red back then, but it was still not as good as your pretty red lips. The flute in Luoyang was so green back then, but it was still not as good as yours." That melodious song. The first moon in Emei was so white, but it was still not as beautiful as your beautiful complexion. I don’t want to remember anymore. To me, this is just a sad dream. "

2. When they were young, they were entangled in each other's hearts.

3. Watching the spring flowers bloom and fall, the autumn wind blows the summer moon and the winter snows fall one after another. She waits until people are thinner than yellow flowers? River Picture "Like Flowers"

4. You I once said that when the rain falls in Xiaoxiang, I miss you so much that I miss you a thousand times. Later I heard that I spent ten miles looking at each other on the railing in red makeup that year. You once said that there is no cure for the wounds caused by lovesickness in my eyes. Later I heard that the fragrance of that day The beauty who has died is no longer heartbroken; you once said, the begonias outside the curtain and the golden screen, the mandarin ducks and their children are hiding together. Later I heard that the scenery, the river and the flowing green mountains are still old friends without the fragrance; you once said, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten *** the old white-headed three-sheng stone Above, later I heard that you promised me a thousand gold that night and you would not obey Bai Ling Sanzhang; you once said that even though you died without regrets, you still hoped that your husband would come back to comfort you. Later I heard that you were unwilling to give up your thoughts and closed your eyes to look forward to it.

5. You said that you and I have never known each other, but you never remember how you held a sword with bare hands and frivolous lips on the top of Huashan Mountain, breaking the red thread and breaking the ten years of dependence between you and me. A wish for one person and half a lifetime.

6. It’s too late to meet you, but I don’t know where the lights are dim. I want to meet you, but you leave alone. You have not seen anyone for thousands of years, so why did you want to meet me and plant the fruits of your love, but let me bear the consequences alone, and then you were imprisoned in a heavenly prison, where you will never be able to come out, and you will bear the infamy for thousands of years. The first time we met was in the prosperous Chang'an. Although Chang'an is good, it is always a sad place. We met here and separated here. I said to myself, don't fall in love with you, love, a False things, but who knows how fate plays tricks on people, but I can't let go of this emotion bit by bit. When you told me that you no longer love me, did you know my pain, but you didn't know that life and death depended on each other. After you left, I was imprisoned in a heavenly prison and suffered eternal pain. I have never hated you, I just want you to look back at me, but this is always a luxury wish. . .

7. When flowers bloom, we remember spring, and when flowers fall, we remember autumn. We have long forgotten the passage of time. At the end of the song, people dispersed, and the flowers also bowed their heads, leaving only the old faces of the old people. ?Junzi Yize "Naihe"

8. Thousands of years of romance, several times in dreams. The wisps are covered with frost, and every sound is resentful.

9. After seeing all the thirty-three palaces, the highest one is Lihentian. There are four hundred and four illnesses, but the most painful thing is longing for you. ?The world returns to the Yuan Dynasty "Queen Fuyao"

10. Letter: How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? I am a gentleman with a carefree mind, but how can I expect that the mountains and rivers are rustling. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot in his hair. Reply: When your hair grows to your waist, I will return to the court in triumph. In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beautiful mountains and rivers. I should return victoriously and spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you.

11. There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy. ?Gui Youguang "Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi"

12. Love is like ink smoke and blue flowers, so why fear the spring blossoms in an instant.

?Junzi Yize's "Nai He"

13. Who can promise me that I will never abandon the Buddha's mulberry flowering period and never leave it until I return? Who can promise me eternal happiness, peace, worry-free, and no fear of dreams? I will be happy for the rest of my life, even if my years lock my destiny. For a moment, time became silent for me, and the sound of the sky and the earth revolving around them sounded again and disappeared. Su Moru's "One Life in Chang'an"

14. The most beautiful lie in ancient times: 1. Emperor: Wait until I rule the world, Promise you to have a home all over the world; 2. Minister: Treat me with no worries, and allow you to wander around the world; 3. General: Treat me as a soldier for half my life, and allow you to have sex with me; 4. Scholar: When I become successful and famous, I promise you You spend time before and under the moon; 5. Knight: Wait until I am famous all over China, and I will allow you to sing and ride horses; 6. Music player: Wait until my strings break and the sound collapses, I will allow you to have black hair and white hair; 7. Face: Wait until I don’t have her anymore. , I promise you light food and coarse tea; 8. Lover: Treat me with a tall head and a big horse, and promise you a red wedding dress; 9. Farmer: Treat me with wealth and glory, and promise you ten miles of peach blossoms; 10. Monk: Treat me with a cassock, and promise you to let go of lovesickness. .

15. The fleeting time is like a brocade and it ends like water, and the song ends and people are separated and their hearts are broken.

16. Can’t escape when the peach blossom blooms? All the changes in impermanence will make me whole, and then push me away? The corpses buried in the snow are stained with blood and the sand is stained with blood. It can't be said that they are obsessed with it, and their hearts are wandering to the end of the world. ? Return of the world

18. It has come to an end. Holding the candlestick, he turned around the screen, lifted the curtain and moved lightly, the sparks swaying in the wind. A little brilliance reflects into the clouds, and whose back turns to gray, still following the wind.

19. The country is picturesque, and you are also charming.

20. If you keep thinking about it, there will be echoes.

21. Wearing white clothes and holding a white fan in hand

22. The sunset is luxurious and ethereal all over the world. The colorful butterflies beside the setting sun often dress up to attend, only to be left in a mess. Who is still dancing when we are helpless?

23. How can a painting stained with blood compare to a little cinnabar covering the world between your eyebrows, but it is still nothing but prosperity? Returning to that moment, the silence of the years also makes people I'm afraid that the dead vines will grow branches. It turns out that time has passed by gently. In the dream, you are standing upstairs under the moon, with the same eyebrows. Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes and look at the vastness of the world side by side? Hetu Xiaolou "All the World"

24. One day, in our twilight years, you and I sat quietly in front of the court, admiring the flowers and falling flowers, laughing and chatting. Tonight, after a hundred years of sleep, we passed by each other, only to realize that we have seen all the colorful flowers.

25. We will accompany each other through the ages and never forget each other. ?Junzi Yize's "Nai He"

26. It's vaguely the old time. The moon rises and falls at the city gate, and the white figure appears. The night is as clear as water. Give me a moment to see you clearly. The flowers behind you bloom into snow. , Does not wither in the moonlight? He Tu "The Wind Rises in the Sky"

27. Virtue also grows wildly. Occasionally, in Zichen Jingguo, Wuyi family, there is wine only pouring on the soil of Zhaozhou, Who would be born with this intention? If you don’t believe in the Tao, you will become a close friend, and you will never grow old even if you sing with blue eyes. Before the Lord, wipe away the tears of the hero. I don’t see you, the moon is like water, you must be intoxicated this night. Moreover, he and E Mei's ballads are taboo in ancient and modern times. There is no need to ask about my long life, I just sneer and ignore it. When you think about it and repent from the beginning, your mind will last for thousands of eons in one day. Later, I am afraid that I will end up in another life. However, the promise is important, and you must remember it. ?Nalan Rongruo's "Golden Threaded Clothes for Liang Fen"

28. The young man was listening to Yuge upstairs, and the tent was dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low. The wild geese cry out in the west wind. Now, listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's hut, there are already stars on his temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every drop of blood till dawn. ?Jiang Jie's "Pop Pops? Listen to the Rain"

29. If you can't sing the full glory of spring, why do you sing about separation and sorrow? He Tu "Moon Dances in Cloud Sleeves"

30. Yun Xiang The clothes are blooming, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao"

31. The sound is trembling, the dance is chaotic, the strings of the harp tail are broken; fate is easy to form, but love is hard to die, looking alone in the river The moon is blowing in the breeze, the western willows are sad, and their red makeup is wet with tears; Weicheng is far away, the mist and rain are sparse, and the kites are sent with the wind; the peach blossoms are wrong, the fate has fallen, and they are just ink on paper.

32. "You are newly married, and I am alone. How could I know that you are so cruel? You said not to take it too seriously, but I am only lonely and angry. How could I know that we are in love with each other? You are so infatuated that I I entered the gate of thought in vain, how could I know that I was concerned about the world of mortals; you asked again in the middle of the night, I looked at the snow alone, how could I know that the wind was biting and cold; you were devoted to only one person, and my jade pillow was wet with tears, how could I know that I had been connected to this world for three lifetimes; you looked at the sky. Stars, I have been waiting for them for many years; how could I know that there is a beautiful woman in my arms?

33. My heart is like a thousand knots, but I only hope that you are like a butterfly on a flower in Yaotai, and the flower falls and the butterfly turns into snow, and your white hair is indistinguishable.

34. It was sunny at the beginning of the peach garden, and suddenly it was raining. The transparent pattern is isolated from the world, as if imprisoned behind bars. The waves on the horizon are floating around outside He Bi's window, and they are going round and round.

35. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. The fate of the world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be passionate, love will hurt yourself. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, only blood stains the ink fragrance and cries litter the grave. The phoenixes pair up, flying back and forth in the misty rainy autumn. But now, the phoenix has gone, and the phoenix remains empty. Black birds flew across the sky. I'm standing in the city. Watch as time burns to ashes. There was a swishing sound. In a trance, time stands still and the years are quiet. Just like ten years ago. In a trance, in a daze. I think of the sinking water in Fengtian, the rainy season, and the slightly cold early autumn. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song. I raise my glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, I feel confused and one year old. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness is flowing, but it cannot hide the mottled passage of time.

36. I love the fragrance of Zhuyang Sandbank, the companionship of the boat and the boat, and the gentle waves of the boat. I love the scattered patterns of spring water in Beipi, the gentle sound of music and music, and the melodious sound of pipa. I love to turn on the lamp and quietly enter Qiongliang. The stars change and things change, and the sound of the cricket gradually loses its sound. I love when the setting sun shines on the deep mountains, when Zigui cries and sings, and when we stand in the forest, we express our sincere feelings. I love to look at the sky from the japonica bushes, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, and I can carefully count the formations of wild geese. I love Luo City. I only admire the shadows of peonies, the gentle breeze and the beautiful scenery. I love the sound of the corner of Guanshan locking Taihang, the frost on the windows, and the cold plum blossoms in the waiting hall. I love Zen. The room is quiet and looking forward to the longer time. The night is dark, and the mandarin ducks are intoxicated with dreams. I love the remaining snow on the broken bridge exposed to the sun, melting on the other side, leaving the pistils facing the weeping poplar trees. I love to lie down on the piano and admire the begonias. The moon is shining brightly, and I close my eyes and think about the floating fragrance.

37. You have an empty body but no intention. My infatuation has become a disease, which only adds to my sorrow. I take a hundred steps with my sword and kill a thousand people, just to be with you. Life and death are the shadows of blood. Time, crowning the beauty, the crown of sin!

38. Changting asked, the cold wind and cold wind, whose fate was broken by the separation on that day; the person in the play, the word of love is deep, whose poem is written on that piece of paper? 'Hateful separation; pear blossom rain, willow catkins, whose expectations were covered by the new green at that time; farewell poems, heart-breaking words, whose love was written in the fine characters on the note; parting thoughts, the rain outside the curtain, whose eyes were blurred and confused Heart palpitations; lovesickness, deep affection, whose ending is traced in that painting.

39. The world has always been like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be passionate, love will hurt yourself.

40. Looking for a close friend in the high mountains and flowing water, the clouds are clear, the songs are scattered, the flowers are like neon clothes, the willows are like eyebrows, the sword is like a rainbow, the clouds are flying, how many times have I flicked the golden bottle, and the years have turned into an instant. Walking alone in the rivers and lakes, how much sadness can be eliminated by the sword The frost is frosty and the dust is hard to break. In exchange for this heart, there is still a feeling of love. *** Where the spring breeze returns, the moonlight is hazy. Destiny arises and ends. It is difficult to understand. How to write the short love of a beautiful woman. Traveling in the four seas. The sword roars for nine days. The attachment in this life remains unchanged. ?Dong Zhen's "Sword Like a Rainbow"

41. The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, and the many thoughts are difficult to deal with. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, can't we bear to miss each other? Xiao Ding's "Zhu Xian"

42. If I meet you in this life, it is because the spring breeze of that year forgot to cover up each other's breath, so that in the vast world In the sea of ??people, I have to turn around and look back at you with enlightenment. Then let me remember you, from the tall young man to the old man with white hair, every yesterday is more distinct than today, just like the inkstone on the end of the inkstone, the pen on the rice paper, the long splendid scroll spread out on the red sandalwood table, every stroke of the pen is written in black and white, Dripping and vivid. The days spent with you in this life are joyful songs, clear lyrics, a piece of music played on the piano between the blue waves of the willows, and every note is a peach blossom. And after I say goodbye to you, the new poems written by the grass are filled with sadness in my bones. From now on, who will accompany me? I will send you messages from far away across the galaxy, ringing and drumming every year.

?The Return of the World

　43. "Love is a very bad thing if you don't meet the right person. ?"Three Lives, Three Worlds and Ten Miles of Peach Blossom" by the Seventh Young Master of the Tang Dynasty"

44. The reason why peach blossoms are lonely is because they grow for those who are in love; they bloom for those who are sad? "The Prosperity of Troubled Times in the World" written by Cang Hai

45. One inch of heart, ten years of drunkenness Dream. ?Junzi Yize "Naihe"

46. This feeling should last forever. Holding a glass of wine, who will rest with me in front of the steps? It’s hard to stop looking at all the ginseng merchants, it’s probably a rain shower. Don't lean on the railing alone and drink all night long. Where can I meet my son again? The string is tied in the air, and no one can solve it when it is broken. Taste the meaning of tears, and then you will know the saltiness. I have been dreaming about you for a long time without seeing your face. I know you, and I won’t let you go. Don’t worry about seeing you again. I also used to count the stars and the moon crazily, looking at the lingering light of the new moon, but finally I understood that Nanke was disillusioned. I'm afraid that when I wake up from the dream, my blue shirt will be wet all over, and the world will change, and the blue sky will fall, and my hair will turn white at the snap of my fingers. I have forgotten right and wrong for a long time. Anzhi I asked, without that orchestral music, the world of mortals would be tasteless. Walking in the vast mountains, the evening bell entangles my heart, flowers and birds, who am I? How can I ask for mercy from heaven and earth, forget about people, write all the boredom, and cherish the butterflies, which brings me sorrow.

47. I don’t draw flowers with my pen, just for a piece of acacia sign. When the autumn comes, I just need to roll up the bead curtain under the eaves of the green tiles; I play the piano not for the passing of time, but for a song of green spring. To listen to the cuckoo, I only need the night rain in the Cangjiang River to apologize to the flowers; I raise a glass without saying anything about the orchids, just to catch a glimpse of the swallows on the beam; to the Magpie Bridge Immortal, I only need the leisurely moonlight waves of the Xijiang River; to talk and laugh without hearing the blue flute, just to miss the slave girl. For red peony, I only need to whisper across the stream to look at the plum blossom tide; for spring sorrow, I don’t blame you for your worries, just for a young man’s wandering. When the sound leaks, I only need the light rain of apricot blossoms to dissipate the sorrow of the boudoir.

48. Talking and laughing without listening to the blue flute, just to miss Nu Jiao and red peony, just to watch the plum blossom tide across the stream; not to blame the heavy frost for the heavy autumn, just to watch the red maple and the lonely wild goose Hong, you only need to skim thousands of miles away to hide in the mountains; you go back to seclusion and do not disturb the front, just for a city with willow smoke; Shu Yun is tired, you only need to fight with Chanjuan in your free time under the moon; you don't care about the weight in the deep palace, just for the high ranking of a sect. Zong, the hidden hairpin is red, as long as you have no intention of being favored by the emperor.

49. I will bury you in this life and look for you in the next life. I will wait for the flowers to fall for a season. I am still waiting for you. "Song of Chang'an"

50. The lingering pavilion is another window. Qin Xiao. The hook of the zither is broken with the shadow's chanting finger. I don’t know how to tie the bell, so I keep the lingering sound? ;