Ancient sentences with ancient rhyme and poetry (selected 13 sentences)

1, actually life is very simple. Keep happiness in your heart, and your heart will be full of happiness. Put happiness in your eyes and your eyes will be full of happiness.

2. Listening to the melodious flute competition by the lake that year, a lake of autumn water, a wisp of green hair singing for dreams, picturesque misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, charming Wu Yin and charming March Chunhua.

3. Holding the fallen flower, I suddenly realized some Zen machines: this is not an accident, but a lifetime meeting, perhaps a long separation! Maybe Hua and I were lovers and old friends who met in previous lives.

If life is like the first time, we don't need to know each other's names or remember each other's faces. It doesn't matter whether we stay there or stop. It is important that we remember each other's smiles and help.

5, a lifetime, just for a gorgeous flower, waiting for a lifetime, just waiting for you for so long. Splash ink, just want to write all my thoughts on the letter, I hope one day you can understand and live up to my lovesickness.

6. I hope time will be faster. In the next reincarnation, I agree to be a wild flower and bloom side by side with him in the wilderness. There is no earthly worry, no gesture of joys and sorrows, and the sunrise of rain and dew is greeted with pious heart. In the spring and autumn season, the years rotate, the branches and leaves cherish each other and get along with each other day and night.

7. The sand held in the palm of your hand slides between your fingers, cultivating hope. The green horn bud opens two petals and leans together. Solidified memories tell the unbearable childlike interest. Casual men have no desire for seeds, because they lack women's water and shape a towering saint.

8. Happiness is not inevitable. Stop us from hugging back to back. Success is just a shadow in our hands. No matter which direction we run, we will eventually reach another sky. Even if there is no sun in your sky temporarily, as long as you wait quietly, he will always come out and pull you to the end of time.

9. The long road is silent. Maybe we've been pursuing it all our lives. Then, break the peace and return to the reputation of life, even if you go to soup and fire. In Qian Shan, the world is covered with snow, eternal feelings. A wise man accepts the interference of the world of mortals, and beyond accidents, he is better than indifference. Try to avoid twists and turns. Leng Yue stays in the lonely night, and the sea is connected with natural hazards, falling down and unconsciously reflecting on the cake.

10, if love is a beautiful flower, drunk for a long time and drunk in the past, then the loneliness after separation will not last so long? Missing in my heart is a flowing spring, winding endlessly. If love is a yellow classic, a clear cycle and a clear robbery, won't it be so hesitant when you wake up? Loving someone will be as low as dust. If the heart sits on the platform, will there be no pain in the end?

1 1. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. Let's drink to Dongfeng and calm down. Take the road of affection and rely on love. Love is entangled in the dream, and every word is engraved. Love lasts for a long time, not tomorrow. Once love, or today, past love, today's tie. Acacia pillow, family curtain. Sigh the storm. I can't get rid of love words, and my heart is fragrant. I look at each other, only for the three life stone carving acacia, the previous life is doomed.

12, looking at the rain curtain, the line of sight is blurred again and again, and the corners of the mouth are inadvertently raised, revealing a faint smile and being indifferent. I really miss those distant times. Now I can only miss them, but I still feel so warm. My childhood wishes and hopes have always been pure and beautiful in my heart, and it will still warm the whole heart when I think about it now. It's just that after a long time, expectations fade. In the long years, the expectant heart is haggard and emaciated day by day, just like the rain outside the window, and the sight is blurred again and again.

13, 3,000 moss, point ink into a delusion, look at the small bridge flowing water, smell the smoke. Wandering around, holding a handful of clear water, precipitating every haze and blowing a wisp of wind will only make your mind no longer counterproductive. The harp rhymes and writes together, but the railing is beautiful. If I smell it, I will cry. Set up the word chapter as a monument, turn the ending into a tomb, and lose the shadow. This pulse of life and the story of running in with each other are just a dramatic figure who dances solo. Beautiful and lonely neon lights are swaying on the stage, but what is unloaded is endless sadness and fatigue. The true meaning of this epiphany is really sentimental because of charm and sadness.