On the Tone in Classical Chinese

1. Sad classical Chinese Talk about sad classical Chinese sentences:

1. There is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted when my wife died. Now it is as graceful as Gai.

-Ming Gui Youguang's Ji Xiang Proclamation

It means: without this loquat tree, I thought you were not far from me, and I could fool myself that everything was like yesterday. It seems like a lifetime ago. I only remember that I planted it in tears, but I didn't expect to stand in front of it now, without mixed feelings and emotional tears, but my heart was as bitter as knocking over a jar of Chinese medicine.

It turns out that the taste of missing is so bitter ... time goes by and the true feelings last forever!

2. When writing this book, I was still alone in this world; By the time you read this book, I have become a ghost of the underworld. -Lin Juemin of the Republic of China's "Book with Wife"

It means: when I wrote this letter, I was still alone in the world; By the time you read this letter, I have become a ghost of the underworld. So, I poured out my heart to you with blood and tears. I miss you very much … but I can't see you anymore.

It is my ideal to die for justice and country. However, your wife is so difficult … even though Yin and Yang are separated, our hearts are still dependent!

3. A love that consumes everything, you can go home slowly. -five generations of Qian Liu's letter to his wife.

That year, you went back to your mother's house. Walking out of the palace gate, I saw that at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, the shore of the West Lake was pink and green. I miss you so much that I can't wait for you to come back to me at once. I can face this infinite spring, or suppress my yearning for you, and just say to you, "A exhausted love, you can repay it slowly ..." Love for you is the most natural!

4. There are no mountains and rivers, Lei Zhen in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, so I dare to be with you! -Han Yuefu folk song "Brother Rao"

It means: it is because I feel sorry for you that I miss you and that night. I don't envy flying with me or marrying you. I just want to be with you and care for your tenderness. You smile like a flower. It's been many years. Please come back if there is a fixed date.

I will meet you: the mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, but I dare to separate from you. Promise never to fade!

? I don't know what it is, but it is deep. The living can die and the dead can live. People who are born but can't be born and die, and those who die and can't be resurrected, are not affectionate. -Inscription of "Peony Pavilion" by Tang Ming Xianzu

It means: When I first met you, love was aroused and deepened unconsciously. I love you, even at the cost of my life. As long as I'm with you, what can I do? Companionship is the most affectionate confession!

? 6. I don't have a grandmother. Until today, my grandmother has no minister and no end. Mother and son, but also live alone, can not be wasted. -Chen Qingbiao by Sui Shi Biao.

My love with grandma is far less frivolous than most people think. If it weren't for my grandmother, I wouldn't be who I am today. Our grandparents used to live together, but now they want me to leave my grandmother. I can't do anything. I will never leave my grandmother, even if she is a high official, even if she is Jinshan Yinshan.

Grandma's love for me has already surpassed everything in the world ... Family ties will always be the feelings I can't give up in my heart!

2. The sad classical Chinese sentences about sad feelings are: 1. There is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as graceful as a cover.

-Ming Gui Youguang's "Xuanzhi of the Ridge" means: Without this loquat tree, I thought you were not far from me, and I could still lie to myself that everything was like yesterday. It seems like a lifetime ago. I only remember that I planted it in tears, but I didn't expect to stand in front of it now, without mixed feelings and emotional tears, but my heart was as bitter as knocking over a jar of Chinese medicine.

It turns out that the taste of missing is so bitter ... time goes by and the true feelings last forever! 2. When writing this book, I was still alone in this world; By the time you read this book, I have become a ghost of the underworld. -Lin Juemin's "Letter to Wife" in the Republic of China means: When writing this letter, I was still alone in the world; By the time you read this letter, I have become a ghost of the underworld.

So, I poured out my heart to you with blood and tears. I miss you very much … but I can't see you anymore. It is my ideal to die for justice and country.

However, your wife is so difficult … even though Yin and Yang are separated, our hearts are still dependent! 3. A love that consumes everything, you can go home slowly. -five generations of Qian Liu's letter to his wife.

That year, you went back to your mother's house. Walking out of the palace gate, I saw that at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, the shore of the West Lake was pink and green. I miss you so much that I can't wait for you to come back to me at once.

I can face this infinite spring, or suppress my yearning for you, and just say to you, "A exhausted love, you can repay it slowly ..." Love for you is the most natural! 4. There are no mountains and rivers, Lei Zhen in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, so I dare to be with you! -The folk song "Brother Rao" by Han Yuefu means: It is because I pity you that it reminds me of your dynasty and dusk. I don't envy flying with me or marrying you. I just want to be with you and care for your tenderness.

You smile like a flower. It's been many years. Please come back if there is a fixed date. I will meet you: the mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, but I dare to separate from you.

Promise never to fade! ? I don't know what it is, but it is deep. The living can die and the dead can live.

People who are born but can't be born and die, and those who die and can't be resurrected, are not affectionate. -Tang Ming Xianzu's "Peony Pavilion Ming" means that when I first met you, love was aroused and deepened unconsciously.

I love you, even at the cost of my life. As long as I'm with you, what can I do? Companionship is the most affectionate confession! ? 6. I don't have a grandmother. Until today, my grandmother has no minister and no end.

Mother and son, but also live alone, can not be wasted. -Chen Qingbiao by Sui Shi Biao.

My love with grandma is far less frivolous than most people think. If it weren't for my grandmother, I wouldn't be who I am today.

Our grandparents used to live together, but now they want me to leave my grandmother. I can't do anything. I will never leave my grandmother, even if she is a high official, even if she is Jinshan Yinshan.

Grandma's love for me has already surpassed everything in the world ... Family ties will always be the feelings I can't give up in my heart.

3. Ask for a good-looking ancient prose. Tell me about the so-called blue shirt, which was crowned with three bunches. Now, some people are already proud of this singer ..... who is indifferent to flowers, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn.

I began to miss those colorless lives again. Like a love that consumes everything, it goes up and down.

Just left. Left early.

The only thing is that there are many feelings. Helpless.

The flowing water is melodious and the candlelight is melancholy. Sighing that white clothes are better than snow, grass grows and warblers fly.

Only three beams, blue force. I also want to ask who is the spring when white clothes win snow?

Flowers win spring, and butterflies dance for whom. The so-called literati have been in love with each other since ancient times, and there is no reason to lament that it is difficult to meet a bosom friend in autumn. From today on, there is a feeling of attachment. If the flowers are like water, when you look back, the years are still quiet. Then, Enron is a flower's smile to another flower, which makes the dust in my heart swing away and a breeze blows away the strange flower. In this way, my heart has no shore, and the world has no end. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road opened to both ends. Who finally broke the string, the flower fell off his shoulder, how many beauties he lost, and how many pieces of acacia he broke, leaving only blood, tears and ink.

Autumn wind, through the dust, clouds, running water, silently, stay in the world of mortals, waiting for an agreement, the vast land is broken by a sword, where the prosperity falls. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even though others laugh at me and drink thousands of feet, it is hard to wave a wisp of affection in the quiet night.

Fragments of the past, into a lifetime of sorrow. Unforgettable, long-lasting thoughts are torn into silk thread.

I hate that I can't sleep at night, and my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I cut out a thin Leng Yue and remember it vividly, forming a continuous relationship. Tonight; Walking in the moonlight, let the past fly and fall on every string, touching the sound like a complaint.

Missing in the soft and broken arms filled the night, turned into a low voice, lingering into a thin sadness, hiding in a corner of the night, full of faint sadness, tears and lonely stars, broken dreams and cold clothes. Yan in the mirror, looking through the curtains under the thin moon, is full of sad expectations.

I always want to hide from your memories, return to the final peace, and calm my heart. However, at the moment of turning your head, you forgot the tenderness of the Millennium and planted an unforgettable injury for me in this life; If you are drunk, you will be drunk and have endless worries in this life.

Inside and outside the volume, every word is engraved in the heart, and only one song sings the same bottom. Autumn water is long, and the sun is like blood.

Looking back on the past, sadness and joy, laughing unparalleled, whispering dreams, light pity on the pillow, picturesque and like a dream. Your grace crossed my eyes, turned into a curtain dream, sprinkled on the soft moonlight night, gently provoked countless obstacles; In the past, all kinds of feelings were soft, but they still fell on the eyebrows, tender and lingering, and fragrant; Gentle and full of poetry, with the night, but leaving shallow tears to pick up a fragrance on the face, sprinkling a string of misty rain, the flowers are all over the world, drunk and fragrant, flowers and dust, infatuation has not changed.

Time is the carving knife of memory, carving the chapters of the years. Those painful but beautiful nicks often reflect the vague years, and the ripples of memories are like a gorgeous illusion ... flowers bloom. Flowers are fragrant, but flowers are sad.

Looking back, the fleeting time sang the sadness of a place.

When I got it, it was bright and sad, and it was completed as a fallen flower silhouette. In every windy day, watching the wind sway in the years, let my thoughts drift by, and gradually become dull in a cup of faint tea fragrance.

Those pains that have settled in the years can be safely and gently poured on the fleeting picture. In the rainy south of the Yangtze River, you said I was the wind and I was the lotus.

Why doesn't the wind stay for me? Dancing stories, such as lotus flowers in the wrong year and season, only count the eyes of time in the eyes of a cup of tea. Looking back, love used to be before the flowers fell, and the flowers drifted away, and there was a faint fragrance in the spare place. Who's hurt? Looking back, love was once the life of Haixu, and the field changed, and the old vows were swallowed with the wind.

Cut the sky, a beautiful bay and a canoe, it will be an ancient painting. Tianshui is the same color, poetic and picturesque.

Whether she goes or not, her beauty has been born in her heart.

A song buried flowers, singing life and death; Two lines of lovesick tears, sighing. Cloud boiling water blooms like a dream, and the fleeting time blooms elegant flowers on the tree of time. Years leave an unforgettable mark in the heart of time and meet quietly.

About memory, deep or shallow; About missing, there are also strong and weak. Condense a drop of rain and listen to the smile of flowers; Touch a piano, let the clouds roll and relax.

When meeting, don't ask if it's robbery or fate. Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.

Looking back at the whole country, I smiled. The disabled are charming and colorful, but the Taoist priest has changed. I once said that I would have a fleeting time, but I can only recall your surprise when you look back. Facts have proved that everything is wrong, and I am very disappointed, and I am with me. The memory of shame opens a poem, an idea disappears, and a verse.

One word is incense, one is graceful and restrained, and the other is colorful dance and huachi. One night is like a lifetime, and one day has mixed feelings.

Subtle beauty and charm, smile and look back. The world of mortals rolled in a hurry, so I made another wish on the shore of Sanshengshi: I would like to be a stone bridge for 500 years, a wind blowing for 500 years, a sun exposure for 500 years and a rain beating for 500 years.

Just to wait for you to step on my foot in a certain month and time. In this life, I am you, forgetting the beauty of the Millennium.

You are my gaze for a thousand years. Although Qian Fan has passed away, I still miss you very much, as always.

You are my yearning for thousands of years in autumn water. Flowers turn into mud, lonely and self-flowing, a kind of yearning and a kind of desolation.

On the first day of the month, cool dew stained clothes, light cold hit the heart. The moon sinks in the west and the moon is full in the west wing. Where is Jun? Who and * * *? Who is an excuse, a casual gaze, leaving lingering tenderness in time, how can it be a manipulation of fate and die quietly; Who listened to the wind and thought it was a parting song, which stung the fleeting time in the palm print, and the beauty that passed away was not just missing.

On the world of mortals, who crossed my other shore, wandering around this ferry with the promise of previous lives, quietly waiting for the return of Iraqis. Helpless, Qian Fan, is not the person I want to wait for.

The world of mortals is a lonely flower after all. Like the smoke of the past, I don't know who fell in love with whom, just like the memory of a dream, I don't know who is waiting.

Say goodbye to you, don't ask what you hurt. A few flowers bloom, a sigh, and a little sadness. An accidental meeting is also an inevitable separation.

Maybe no one can choose, and whoever chooses is whose fault. A few years.

4. Is there any sad ancient prose? Talk about 1, where is the prosperity of the vast land?

2. When Long song was crying, for those unfulfilled promises and the deepest love in her life, she finally dispersed into clouds. 3, if you win, you lose, and the time is long. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.

4. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 5. The Phoenix once played here, so that this place is named after them. I couldn't keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.

6. Han Xiao is vast, holding prosperity and sadness, frowning, and doomed to become a thing of the past. 7. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless.

Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled. 8, the world of mortals, flashy life is fleeting.

9, you can also quietly drink tea and crush this scene, bustling fireworks. 10, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.

5. Is there any sad ancient prose? Talk about 1, where is the prosperity of the vast land?

2. When Long song was crying, for those unfulfilled promises and the deepest love in her life, she finally dispersed into clouds.

3, if you win, you lose, and the time is long. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.

4. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

5. The Phoenix once played here, so that this place is named after them. I couldn't keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.

6. Han Xiao is vast, holding prosperity and sadness, frowning, and doomed to become a thing of the past.

7. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

8, the world of mortals, flashy life is fleeting.

9, you can also quietly drink tea and crush this scene, bustling fireworks.

10, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.