The most meaningful sentences, poems, idioms and pictures.

The most meaningful sentences, poems, idioms and pictures.

1. Look, the beautiful rain flower stone reveals the exquisite thoughts of thousands of years. Listen, the autumn rain in October is willfully floating with innocent little dreams, kissing the quiet fragrance of flowers, as if it were the watch of flowers, and the faint fragrance rises to your mouth and folds into a faint orchid sadness.

2, the old couplets, who will uncover the red faded ink? The past is sad and beautiful, and I can never return to my long-cherished wish in my dream. During the plum blossom season, Bai Causeway willow curtain searched several times. I saw the green dragonfly light and a bronze face on the brocade screen. In the bustling city, the smoke is filled with smoke, and the rain is cold and the smoke is west. A French-Chinese towel is put on the boat in the stream, and the mandarin ducks are drifting on the river in Shuimei. After crossing the water, celebrate the Spring Festival in till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon.

3, loneliness and dependence, softness and softness, clouds, impermanence, people, gathering and parting.

4, cut a ray of time, in the graceful Pinghu autumn moon, quietly keep the fleeting time.

5, gold shoes and silver clothes, shooting stars. Turbid wine is a little evil, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon to China early. The jade pot is flowing, the screen is green and the sleeves are fragrant, the lips are red, but there are patches of flying flowers. Emei is full of powder and busy as sand. Whose ink painting is filled with inexplicable sadness, whose book line is remembered with inexplicable melancholy.

6. It is windy during the day and the scenery flows west. No matter how hard I try, I can't hold the hand of time.

7, quiet time, endless flow, sad music, faint talk. Through the shadow of the sun, eyes chase the beauty that falls on the ground. Past, love, existence, beating, real present. Whose laughter, in yesterday's dream? Whose tears are on the pillow? Time is soaking, a long day.

8, lonely menarche, sad and sorrowful, broke people's hearts.

9, both reasonable and reasonable, the original nominal age is so real, so' let me like it.

10, lonely figure wandering in the cycle of time, you, awakened my dream, so I followed your footsteps with longing, thousands of miles away in Wan Li, but I never saw your figure.

1 1, I am intoxicated with a cold heart in loneliness, and loneliness slowly dissipates like smoke. I just like quiet nights, holding a glass of red wine and swaying my acacia. Will it appear in my dream tonight? I am me, a poetic and dreamy little woman. Prose net is indifferent as smoke, and her prose is as beautiful as snow.

12, countless ancient talents died for love. Nowadays, it is common for the world to worry about love. People look for it, and the frustrated heart, like a cloud, is a heart full of holes. More because of the hypocrisy of the network, it adds wings to ruthlessness and makes sad feelings flood.

13, the cold wind drowned my tears. A few tears also turned into traces of rain.

14, nine years in the world of mortals and a hundred years in the world, I couldn't boil red beans into lingering wounds for you after all, but you left me after all, and the flying snow broke its wings and broke into a feathered flock.

15, in the red dust, I just want to be a tourist: look at the green sky.

Mountain, a trickling river, cultivate its mind and realize its nature.

16, heavy memories, in the rosy morning, are all memories I don't want to open, and opening is the rainy season. When the clothes are full of anger, the obvious indifference has faded. A flood of autumn water, a feather of white, I still detour in the dark and quiet alley, looking up, the flat forest is vast, the haze is vast, and the Hanshan area is blue and sad. 17, the flower is drunk, the heart is drunk, the feeling is drunk, and the dream is drunk. Just for an instant, a wisp of mist gauze emerged from the brow, revealing a dreamlike moonlight.

18, in the gorgeous depths, wings cover God's eyes, endless blue depths. Whenever I look at the sky, I always think of your eyes thousands of years ago, just like this pure blue glass sky.

19, the year of famine has been deserted, covered with dust, flying dust and sand, so I put my thoughts in that sand city and look forward to your reincarnation!

20, even in this cold wind, will eventually erase her shadow. Only the faint scent is left, which melts in my heart and eventually becomes eternal love.