On the ancient style of suffocating beauty

In front of the ruby steps, the flowers fell and the wine fell, and the green Luo brushed the sand, weeping and bleeding. A memory, half-life lovesickness. And the smell of hand-planted loquat trees is as graceful as a cover, and it will never return to the original. People who dream, when to pay the petticoat, are sad. In the dust and sand, the chivalrous man passed by and entered the rivers and lakes, and his life was eventful. Chasing mobei through snow, there is nowhere to dream. The ancient name is soul-stirring, and Ran Ran's shadow is acacia. Looking back, I was young and frivolous, and my temples were pale.

On the ancient style of suffocating beauty

First, the world is secure and can live up to the Tathagata.

Second, if you meet a bald man, choose a city to die.

Third, beauty is in the distance, and lovesickness is bitter and inseparable. Ten years of love, a hundred years of crossing, do not cut acacia, can not bear to care.

After five days of wind and rain, the singing and dancing continued, and I didn't like it when I saw the son.

6. If it is the first day of new snow, and the full moon is hanging in the sky, there is a bright shadow below it, and bright silver flows on it, and you come to me with a smile. Between moonlight and snow, you are the third kind of beauty.

Seven, pushing the rain through the sky, has become a world-famous name, but your country is worth pursuing.

Eight, it took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to break up, and the east wind blossomed.

Nine, the imperial court has changed in recent years, and it happened to be cold, windy and snowy. How hard is it?

Ten, choose a city to die, meet one person to grow old. Hold the curtain and dream, I will be beautiful. Write a farewell, say a dream and sleep.

Eleven, to avoid the fierce summer heat, to step forward, to dream of a mirage at three o'clock on the 9 th, I don't know what I feel, and the night is like a day.

Twelve, if the feelings are shallow, if they are deep, they will stay together for a lifetime, and they will be innocent.

Thirteen, if life is first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan.

Fourteen, rampant secular barriers, the lion's clothing of the king, the bones of the loser.

15. Knowing that my lifelong hobby is natural, no one can see the benefits of just three spring days. If I don't watch out for those wild birds, I will be afraid of those flowers and plants.

Sixteen, the world is moving, but in midsummer, white porcelain plum soup, broken ice hit a wall. The world loves robbery, but the golden thread is fresh, and the sugar heart is bitter. The world is obsessed with it, but in the middle of winter, the water is weak and the axe and shovel can't move. Mu Guiying is in command.

17. I saw the mountains and rivers in the world of mortals, but it was only a few years of ups and downs; Hong Chu's new yarn covered the old dream, and the young woman fell in love with the young man. I saw a scene in the world of mortals, where people and right and wrong are dripping in the years; After layers of waves, there are waves before, and today's wine is drunk today. The moon is bright for a while and the flowers are yellow for a while. I look back in the world of mortals, the dim light on the dim side, the scenery after many years, and the appearance many years ago.

Eighteen, at that time, you were a butterfly, I was a fallen flower, my heart was broken, and butterfly wings were all over the world; At that time, you were a clear spring, and I was a crescent moon, inseparable and empty; At that time, you were a pipa, and I was a string, singing in troubled times and feeling deeply in the world. How can the blood-stained painting of Jiangshan be better than the cinnabar between your eyebrows? Just a boom. As long as you smile like a flower, I am willing to give up the picturesque scenery of the country and return to Imperial Palace. I can't compete with you for getting drunk.

I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I look forward to it.

Twenty, the floating life has not rested, and the love is deep and the relationship is shallow.

Twenty-one-year-old, white snow cream, married to the son of Shili red makeup, burning peach blossom rain, true feelings in the eye.

Twenty-two, this situation can not be eliminated, only under the brow, but in my heart.

Twenty-three, have you seen the future floating life? In these years, no one has accompanied me to watch the spring journey, and no one has accompanied me to wait for the winter life.

I have seen beautiful mountains, but not as beautiful as your eyebrows. I've heard of autumn water, but I don't have your fragrance. I have smelled the flowers in spring, but not as fragrant as you.

Twenty-five, it is said to be Sauvignon Blanc, and it is said to last for a long time.

Twenty-six, who remembers that the hair is wrapped around the fingertips, who remembers to say goodbye with tears, who remembers to look forward to the future, but now it is autumn wind, and I am alone.

Twenty-seven, to me, you are like a star, like a bright moon, like the sun, like a fire, melting into my heart, clear and transparent.

Twenty-eight, thinking is acacia feeding, not pity Gemini, wearing cool thin moss.

Twenty-nine, I wish my husband a thousand years old, I wish you good health, and I wish you, like Liang, to meet each other every year.

Thirty, not flashy, lying in Taurus, walking in the blue boat.

Thirty-one, good and evil, good and evil win or lose, buddha magic is two scales, the heart is in one mind.

Thirty-two, the past is covered by the fleeting time, fleeting, and hastily cast a touch of sadness.

34. Fortunately, I know your peach blossom face. Since then, it has been as warm as spring.

Thirty-five, hand in hand with the bright moon in the sky, the flower show in front of the court, setting foot on the pavilion, watching Qian Fan pass by, the lights dim, leaning against the pane, watching the falling flowers, and the night is like ink.

Thirty-six, the world is like a lotus, pure and elegant, not dirty and dirty, and look down on glitz.

Thirty-seven, the bead curtain is half hidden, Linglong is a virgin, and her eyes are full of surprises.

Talk about ancient rhyme. Talk about the ancient beauty that makes you suffocate.

1. Lantern miles, spring is lonely. 2. When you are a flower curse teenager, you can see Chang 'an flowers all in one day. You wait for the south wind, and I'll wait for the old friend to return. The person who buried the flowers today is stupid. Who did he know when he was buried? 5. What is the occasion of meeting this lover? Son, son, what is such a lover? Most importantly, the world can't stay. 7. I don't see you for a day, such as March. He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. I haven't seen you for a day, and I'm three years old. There are trees in the south, don't worry. There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible. 9. Sigh In January, I walked through the water town of Cheng Nan. The quiet songs in the pavilions were drunk several times, and the red yarn brushed lightly, but I couldn't see your clear shadow. In the cold of February, I walked through the west wing of the east wall. The yellow sand is lifeless and sorrowful everywhere, but the north wind whistling but I can't hear your flute. In the light of March, I walked through the Dujiang River in Jinling, and my fingertips were stained with flowers, but I couldn't taste your tea fragrance when my string was broken. April cooking smoke, I walked through the fragrance of Chang 'an flowers, my sleeves blew down the lonely red candle, swaying and crying, but I couldn't keep your affection. Dyed in May, I walked through Yecheng wine industry, like water passing by, leaving Iraqis as before, but I can't wait for you to marry me. June banquet, walking ten miles, melodious melody, elegant white clothes, natural confidant can not accompany you. In July, I walked through the thin wall of Kyoto and covered my forehead with a bamboo umbrella, but Lampe couldn't wait for your long trip. In August, I walked through Surabaya singing, lying on my desk listening to the cutting depth of that year, but I couldn't write about your fall. In September, I walked past Qiu Suo Weiqiang and reached out and gently picked up the wrong place, but neither holding hands nor tears could make you decide. October lights, I walked through the grand theater, the lights instantly faded from the canopy, but the true and false moonlight could not touch your skin. In November, I walked through the secluded hedge in Taoyuan and dreamed of the sunset by the water several times, but I couldn't hear you clearly. On the strings of December, I walked by listening to the rain and painting a boat. The piano played a half-life sadness and joy, but I couldn't keep the tenderness of your smile. Mu Yanxi 10. You are a late-blooming lotus in the world, and everyone is a cave except you. I am willing to become a Buddha or a demon for you. 1 1. Clouds pass through the bright moon to form a view building, and flowers are hung at night. Dream for ten years, and you will live forever. 12. The little girl is incompetent and can't accompany you to white hair. 13. The mountains are full of sorrow, and the mountains are full of flowers. If you don't see your son, you will see madness. There is Youlong in the mountains and in the mountains. I didn't see the child, but I saw the cunning child. 14. Sometimes you must have it in your life, but you can't insist on it all the time. 15. Son, you have a bright galaxy in your eyes, and all the colors are unique. 16. The fallen flower is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei. 17. Hold your hand and accompany you crazy for thousands of years; Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever. Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life; Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection. 18. As the moon remains unchanged, as the sun rises. Nanshan's life is long, so it will not collapse. Just like the lush pine and cypress, there is no lack of success. An ancient sentence with breathtaking beauty

I shuttled through the light and shadow, looking for your scattered soul. I sink into the ocean of fantasy, just for that one heart, the world of mortals floats, and the world is whirling. Persistence that has not changed for thousands of years, rebirth again and again, and no regrets for a moment.

An ancient sentence with breathtaking beauty

Look at the thirty-third house first, but the highest is not far from hating the sky. It is difficult to get sick for 440 times, and the most bitter thing is long-term care.

Second, it is better to bear a lifetime than to disappoint a person's heart.

Third, the peach blossoms fall, too hastily, and the lonely Antang comes late; Xiao Yue's fall, rouge's tears, and Buddha's face grow to the east.

4. Who translated the bleak music of Yuefu? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight.

I used to worry about the loss of Sanskrit, and I was afraid to leave the whole city when I entered the mountain. The world is safe, and I will live up to the Buddha.

Six, elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

Seven, watch the lights in the first month, go for an outing in February, enjoy peaches in March, swim in April, sail in May, enjoy the cool in June, play tricks in July, enjoy the moon in August, enjoy chrysanthemums in September, portrait in October, meditate in November and enjoy snow in December.

Eight, who will smoke, scattered the vertical and horizontal links.

Nine, don't envy ordinary love epilepsy, willing to retire bamboo. After doing all the things I should and shouldn't do, I just want to live in the countryside near the field.

Ten, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, life is up to me.

Eleven, white tea is nothing else, I am waiting for the wind, bitter wine leaves today, no wind and no moon without you.

Twelve, how many beauties have been worn out, how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, and only blood is left.

Thirteen, who finally let the string break, the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.

14. Who will accompany me to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, not surprised by the honor and disgrace, laughing at the clouds and clouds, and unintentionally staying? Who will dance with flying snow and sing with flowers in a reincarnation? The world of mortals is like water. Who sees through the affair and meets the world of mortals? I don't want your beautiful face, I just want a word from you, don't be beautiful, and swear to be a person all my life!

Fifteen, in order to meet someone and enter the world of mortals, I will go if someone goes, and this body will not leave dust.

Sixteen, mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

Send you a song, don't ask, don't get together at the end of the song.

Change your life with my three fireworks. The street is long and there are many fireworks, so you can look back by the light. The streets are short and the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again. Who makes the string break, the flowers fall on the shoulders, and the trance is blurred. Send a song to you, don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. I've been thinking about it all my life. It's like flying flowers and smoke when I come, and it's like a fantasy when I look back. Who's opposite?

Nineteen, this star seems to be not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the dark.

Twenty, the fog cleared, and when I woke up, I finally saw the truth. It was silent Qian Fan.

Twenty-one, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.

Twenty-two or ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

Twenty-three, the dream is fleeting, go back to Qushui to watch the fireworks break the full moon.

Twenty-four, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

Twenty-five, the encounter in the world of mortals, whether colorful or elegant, is a beautiful scenery when looking back; At first sight, it feels like a mountain stream. Walk quietly and listen attentively, don't ask where you come from, and don't forget. Send a roll of intimate flowers and leave a sincere concern. Even if you are dyed red by the years, you will feel the tacit understanding and empathy you met.

Twenty-six, the cloister is an inch of acacia land, and the moon is lonely. Ten years' journey and ten years' heart.

Twenty-seven, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Twenty-eight, Xicheng Yangliuqin is soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. I still remember my enthusiasm for returning to the boat. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain. Youth is not for teenagers. I hate you. When will you stop? As soon as the flying catkins fell, they went upstairs. Being by the river, I can't stop crying and have a lot on my mind.

Twenty-nine, let him know everything and smile for you.

Thirty, if you don't think about lovesickness, you can avoid lovesickness. After thinking about it several times, I would rather miss it.

Thirty-one years old, the beauty is dying, and the heart is still the same. The goddess has a heart, but the king has no dreams. The moon sets and the sea blooms. There are alleys in the south of the city, as old as an altar.

Don't play a life that you are not good at for an audience that doesn't belong to you. Don't lose a day's mood for someone who is not worthy of respect.

Thirty-three, turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

Thirty-four, the most proud of the world, see its face into its heart.

Thirty-five, the scenery is spring flowers, the rain is sunny and the summer is long. The frost dyed the autumn moon white, and the snow filled the winter night. The sun, the moon and the stars turn, and a hundred years of vicissitudes is a dream. Travel far, don't let people break their hearts.

Thirty-six, the mountain is a ride, the water is a ride, and the body is on the side of Guan Yu, and the lights are on at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Thirty-eight, the broad land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is exhausted. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Thirty-nine, the other side of the flower, seriously injured, next to the Sanshengshi, love for life, next to the Naihe Bridge, but the past life has passed, heartbroken grass grows, and acacia is constantly lost.

Forty years old, I don't know what lingers in my arms. It's boring to wake up, boring to be drunk, and I've never been to Xie Qiao in my dreams.

4 1. The butterfly is very beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

Forty-two, if you can't do what you want to do, it's better to be a bright moon, and the fifteenth will be round once forever.

Forty-three, the fate of dust has always been like water, and tears are rare. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

Forty-four, a look at the city, two peach blossoms, how much affection, fell into the soil with a little cinnabar around you, two needles and one needle, several times of melancholy, two lines of tears, how much sadness, a lonely lamp when the rain passed, a few years, how much beauty was destroyed.

Forty-five, green mountains and green waters are always there, and it is difficult to stay. The water is unfathomable, and the shadow of fish swims in the sun. The wind blows the trees like noise, and the white birds sing on the moon is love. The sound of hooves is endless, and the world is not worried.

Talking about breathtaking beauty.

Talking about breathtaking beauty.

First, flowers bloom and fall, and the edge is scattered. Who can force who can stay? Many times I feel pain. I just can't let go. I hope that in the years to come, I can let go of my heart. May the romantic future have nothing to do with you.

Second, I just won't see you again, and I'm not as excited as I was when I first met you.

Third, about missing you, I can't escape the night when I was singing wine, but I can't escape the deserted street.

Fourth, living alone: sometimes, when you are vulnerable, you want to hide alone and don't want others to see your wounds; Sometimes, I long for others' care and simple happiness; Sometimes, when you hear an old song, you will suddenly think of someone; Sometimes, in the dead of night, I suddenly feel lonely and deep into my bone marrow; Sometimes, I really want to indulge myself and hope that I can get drunk once.

I only hope that after the prosperous scenery in the world, between the lines, people and I will forget each other and be relatively speechless.

6. A man may not spend money on you, but if he doesn't even want to spend it, what do you expect? A man is not firm enough for you, please stop your persistence. A man is indifferent to you, please close your heart. A man is cruel to you, please don't keep him. You can be stupid, don't be mean. Giving up is a painful adaptation process, believe in time. When you meet someone, do nothing. You should be kind to yourself.

Seven, there are many things in this world, you think you can continue to do tomorrow, there are many people, you think you can meet again, so you put down your hand for a while, or turn around for a while. You think that every day is the same, but as soon as you let go and turn around, something completely changes. The sun goes down, and some people will say goodbye to you before she rises again.

I often wonder why people are not as happy as before. The tools we use are more and more advanced, but the troubles are more and more; We live very hard, but life is getting unhappy; Our house is bigger, but the space for activities is getting smaller and smaller; We have more knowledge, but worse judgment; Our wealth has multiplied, but its value has decreased; We talk too much and love too little.

I wish you a clear life, do what you want to do and love the people you love.

Ten, only drink hard liquor, don't talk about the past.

Eleven, who is it, three thousand prosperous, into your eyebrows; Who is it, green hills are like ink, and plain clothes has white hair; Who is it, under the bodhi tree, with a clear voice? Who warms his years, who surprises his time. Acacia is gentle, write a piece of stationery for you. I only hope that after leaving for many years, I will fall into English everywhere and no longer feel sad.

Twelve, you are a frequent visitor in my dream, a passer-by, maybe it was too dreamy at that time and your smile was too bright, so you only accompanied me for a ride, but I missed you all my life.

Thirteen, who took my hand and eliminated my loneliness for half a life; Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.

Fourteen, you pour your life, I am only naive for ten years, and I am only naive for a hundred years.

Everyone who doesn't know love will meet someone who knows love. Then go through a heartbreaking love, and then part. Later, people who don't understand love gradually understand. Know how to love, but dare not love again; No matter how many people you love, no matter how painful and happy you love, in the end, you have not learned how to love, but how to love yourself. Beautiful sentences

Please don't pretend to be nice to me. I am stupid and will take it seriously. Emotional drama, I have no acting skills. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. I was still waiting for you, but you forgot that you had been here. It turns out that eternity is just a misunderstanding. You are beyond my imagination, and I am beyond your imagination. After the pain, I won't feel pain, and some will only be a cold heart. Nothing can pass, but I can't go back.

Seventeen, from then on, I met Qingshan, met Baiwu, tasted the loneliness and bitterness of this world alone, but I couldn't meet you again.

Eighteen, I always thought that the mountain is the story of water, the cloud is the story of the wind, and you are my story, but I don't know if I am your story.

Nineteen, a glass of wine comforts the dust, two glasses of wine are thicker than the throat, and three cups are drunk for the rest of my life.

If a man says to you: I will never fall in love with another woman again. You have to understand, he means temporarily, at present, at the moment, he won't fall in love with other women. Men's love words are inseparable from vows of eternal love, but men are best at forgetting promises. Only women who are carried away by love believe in love words. However, is there a woman who has never been carried away by love? Therefore, men's love words are always effective.

Twenty-one, when you laugh, it is really eye-catching, very eye-catching, and you wake up the azaleas on the slope with a smile, which has inadvertently made me like it for many years.

22. The past is just a story we tell others.

Twenty-three, while it is dark, while no one, while Xia Feng is still warm, while not far away, you can still blow away the moisture in your eyes.

Twenty-four, when many people break up, they are always very painful, depressed, crazy and humble. But many years later, when you look back, you will find how ridiculous you were at that time. The fate of a lifetime, the opportunity is only once. You left the unreliable person, but the opportunity was left to the worthy one. If you don't give up your mistakes, how can you find the right one? So breaking up is fate's favor for you. Losing love is not pain, but luck.

Twenty-five, when the light is on, go to the appointment with yourself.

Twenty-six, walking, it will be scattered, and the memories will fade; Watch, you are tired and the stars are dim; Listen, I woke up and started complaining; Looking back, I found that you were gone, and suddenly I was confused.

Twenty-eight, a gorgeous encounter. Silent ending. Two flowers bloom. Flowers bloom twice. Meet in the wrong season. Growing up in different worlds. You go east. I'm going west. From then on, I passed by. It was just an accidental meeting, but it was a sad beauty. The story is over. Will eventually return to the original world. If life was just the first time, would you still choose such an encounter? If life is first seen, will it be more prosperous if it is fleeting?

Twenty-nine, I've been alone for a long time, but I'm quite happy except for loneliness. A person for a long time, will gradually become mature. After a long time, you will love your parents more than before. Being alone for a long time, I have no expectations for most festivals. Being alone for a long time, it's sweet to hear and see others in pairs, but I still mind a little. After a long time, a person will become more and more rational and realistic.

Days are like running water. I don't know how many roads I have traveled called time. As soon as the autumn leaves fall, winter comes.

Thirty-one, some people have never had the opportunity to meet, but they are hesitant when they have the opportunity to meet. It's best not to meet. Some things have never had a chance to do, and I don't want to do it again when I have a chance. Some words have been buried in my heart for a long time and I have no chance to say them. When I had a chance to say it, I couldn't say it. Some loves have never had a chance to love, and they stopped loving when they had a chance. -Zhang Ailing

When I was 32, I said, Mommy, I love you. When I was 18 years old, I said, mom, call me whatever you want. My mother was really annoyed when I was 0/8 years old. I want to leave this home when 18 years old. Mom, you are right. I want to go to my mother's house when 18 years old. I don't want to lose my mother. As long as my mother is here, I am willing to give up everything for my mother. You only have one mother, please love her.

33. There is no wind recently, so it is too late to send you fresh love words. I have many, all of which are overdue.

Thirty-four, the man who spends his heart again also has a woman who loves him deeply; If you love a woman deeply, a man may be philandering, but the boundary between philandering and deep love is so vague that no matter whether the goal is to replace or possess, a woman's victory cannot be complete; Pursuing this integrity is often the beginning of failure; Whether it is a playboy or a deep love, whether it is a passion or a breakup, people who don't know how to love women are not good men.

35. Fate is not always as beautiful as a rose, as gorgeous as a sunset, but sometimes it is as erratic as a ghost. People get to know each other because of the matching of fate, and in constant communication, a series of love relationships have emerged. Fate can make people get to know each other, become intimate friends, and even let one person go deep into the sky of another person's spiritual life. Sad sentence

36. Her heart is a city, and he is the only citizen.

It is a happy thing to be remembered or forgotten. I want to be forgotten. At least, she doesn't hate me anymore. Who said that? Love and hate each other deeply. If love is finally hated, how can we forget it? So, forget or read? People always wander between forgetting and thinking. How many people can see through the vicissitudes of beauty and dust? How many people can do it?

38. I finally realized that it wasn't my flower. I just happened to know how it bloomed.

Thirty-nine, everyone's first love is mostly pure. After crossing the first love, love gives birth to many gestures: some people become romantic and see a love; Some people are indifferent and will never come up with the second person they really love. Not everyone is suitable for a lifetime with you. Some people are used to grow up; Some people are used to living together; Some people will be remembered for life. Who is the person you love? Looking back suddenly, did you find it?

Silence is of course a virtue, but silence in front of your lover is cowardice. If you really like someone, you want to give her happiness with your own hands! If you really like someone, please put down your noble face, liking someone is innocent. There's really nothing to be ashamed of. Why do you have to die of shame? If you really like someone, say it out loud! Come on!

Forty-one, time is boundless, which stumbles the memory and rushes to youth.

Forty-two, one red bean, two or three glasses of wine, four or five years is enough.

Forty-three, I love you for ten years, and I give you back the blue sea and blue sky.

Forty-four, women's code: more activities, less home. Go out, a flower. Stay at home, mom. Go shopping and spend your money. Find a boy and talk to him. Delicate, smile. No matter how busy people are, they should put on makeup. Sleep more, money is wasted. Who are you saving it for? Don't be silly. Don't wait, I'm dizzy. No matter how good the clothes are, the waist is turned into shrimp. No matter how good the rice is, it has no teeth. No matter how much it costs, climb in bed. No matter how good a person is, he feels bad. No matter how good a person is, tofu dregs

Forty-five, anyway, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and I still have a lifetime to be arrogant.

Forty-six, I would like to turn into a breeze and wrap you in an instant. When I see you frown, I will give you a hug.