Copywriting about national style

Copywriting about national style (selected 78 sentences) 1. The years are quiet and the nights are gentle. How dare I grow old before you come? 2. You said that if you promise to marry Chang'an, let it be prosperous and indulge you; later, when the lights dimmed, we were speechless when we said goodbye. 3. Looking at my husband, the river turns into stone and never looks back. On the top of the mountain, it is windy and rainy every day, and the stone responds to the words of travelers returning. 4. Everyone goes crazy to escape the summer heat, but the Zen master is the only one who never leaves his room. It's not a Zen room, it won't be hot, but if you can calm your mind, your body will feel cool. 5. When lotus leaves grow, spring hates them. When lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. I know that my body and my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. 6. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and I swear I will never return it until I break the mistress. 7. The word "Shan Shan" goes and comes back, the tea flowers bloom and there is no reason to get drunk, but I owe someone, a drop of cinnabar tears. 8. Just look at the flowers that are left in the spring and gradually fall, which is when the beauties die of old age. 9. If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, the soul of a leaf, and see the whole autumn. 10. When the moon is missing, the sparse paulownia trees are hanging, and the missing moon makes people feel at peace. Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow. Startled but looked back, no one can spare the regret. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold. 11. Looking back at the past life, who can we rely on in this life and the mortal world? The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water. The beauty is hard to rely on and sheds thousands of tears! Leaning alone by the window, the moon is shining on my face, looking forward to myself, feeling sad! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, I think about it day by day and look forward to it every night! Time flies, how can it be wasted? Beauty grows old easily, but how can one stop drinking wine? If we depend on each other, don’t leave! 12. I don’t know the origin of love. I am deeply in love with you, but no matter what, I am like a beautiful flower, but in the end I am no match for you. It is like the passage of time. 13. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. 14. The fallen leaves in the stream are blown away by the wind, holding up the paper umbrella to keep the love date, in the misty forest and rain, the sunset red dyes the trees in the heart. 15. The change of sentiment is the tiredness of passion, the tenderness of the heart is broken, the red paper is blurred against the wall, the memory of the hand in front of the lamp is the book of Yi. 16. Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to express my sadness. 17. Whisper a love word and write a love painting. Love flowers bloom all over the place, covering a piece of green tiles. ***Drink a cup of tea and grind a bowl of green sand together. Pull up a veil and see the crescent moon in the sky. Love is like ink blue and white, why be afraid of the moment of youth. 18. A bridge is named Naihe; a river is named Wangchuan. By the Sansheng Stone, the beautiful woman is still there. I wish to accompany you for three thousand times of drunken laughter without complaining about separation; recall that the beauty is like jade, and the sword is like a rainbow, shattering the void; unfortunately, every word is sad after flying, and the love is hard to contemplate. The flowers and water in the environment are at your fingertips. He drank Meng Po soup with a smile. She doesn’t shed tears of beauty! The mist and rain are both invincible, and the heaven and earth are equally sad. If there is an afterlife, will I fall in love with you? 19. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. 20. Who spends all his time for you, and who spends all his time for you. 21. There are kites in spring, fish in summer, bluebirds in autumn, and geese in winter. Letters come and go, and the days pass like this. 22. When I hold your sleeve and hold your hand, I will give you all my life and stay with you, whether in life or in death. 23. Wearing a green dress is dyed with the fragrance of a tree, and the moonlight on both sleeves tells the story of peerless elegance. 24. There are joints and bones that are strong, but there is no intention to taste them. After many storms, it is better to break than to bend. It is still green all year round and does not compete with other flowers. 25. Who is in charge of my fleeting time? Touch the keys lightly with your fingertips and sing my sorrow? 26. Guard your mouth when in a group, guard your heart when alone. 27. The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passage. Spring flowers, autumn moon, summer, winter snow. If you bloom, the breeze will come. 28. Once you walk through this world, all the prosperity will be gone, and all sentient beings will be as miserable and happy as they were a hundred years ago. There is a hanging bell in the mountain temple. If you bump it every day, your heart will stop like water, and it will not change for a thousand years. 29. At the cost of my eternal damnation, I will protect you with wealth and glory for three lifetimes, and keep you smiling like a flower for seven lifetimes. 30. The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? 31. Don’t be in love with the glitz of the world, don’t write about the chaos of the world, don’t lament the desolation of the world, don’t arouse feelings and sorrow, just watch the flowers bloom, wait for the flowers to fall, know the warmth and coldness, and be as clean as before. 32. I am young and my time is wasted. 33. At the third watch of the night, the person is still undecided. The lonely candle reflects the lonely shadow, and the shadow reflects the sorrow. The sorrow pours the wine. The clear wine is drunk, and the muddy man is drunk. Tears arise in the eyes. The tearful eyes face the tear candle. The tear candle seems to be affectionate, weeping for others until dawn; the tearful eyes Hazy, straying into the dream of the past, a beautiful woman is laughing in the dream, endless nights, suddenly hearing the sound of heartbreak, waking up, pretending to sleep, want to continue the dream of the past? sad. 34. Life is like tea, calm down and deal with it. Right or wrong is innocent, the reason is the previous life. It is smart to recognize clearly and let go. Can't see through, a dream has no trace. If there is no rain, the flowers will still fall; if there is no wind, the catkins will fly. We should observe the nature of the Dharma Realm, and everything is created by the mind.

35. When you go to a poor place with water, you will see neither poverty nor water. There is indeed a faint fragrance, cold in the eyes, ears and clothes. 36. Like flowers and beautiful families, years pass by like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning. 37. An ancient poem: The same flower blooms for a thousand years, and you can only see the sea turning into mulberry fields; you can see through a thousand years with a smile, and you will know that you have come to earth several times. 38. Whoever becomes your interpreter will accompany you to the end of the world. 39. Who burns the smoke away and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties. 40. I have also stepped into this rolling world of mortals, with deep rivers and lakes. I was young and ignorant but ended up with scars all over my body. Now that I have given up my thoughts and become empty, I am all alone. The moon is setting and the stars are sinking. I sit in the pavilion and watch all the lies and truths in this world. 41. The Yellow Crane Tower is empty and desolate. Traveling to the end of the world, black hair turns into white hair. Time passes by secretly, and we remember each other with this feeling. 42. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was just a scene, and the country was silent forever. 43. A thousand kalpas are expected in one day, and fate will arise later. I fear that it will end up in another life. 44. The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the color of the grass is green. There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no idle people when coming and going. Able to tune the plain harp and read the Golden Sutra. There is no confusion of silk and bamboo, no labor of copywriting. As large as Bailu Academy or as small as Xiangjixuan, they are all places where Chinese studies can be nourished. There is a room, a table, a chair, a volume of books, a pen, an inkstone and a pot of tea. The smell of books is the spiritual home. 45. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and never see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River every day. 46. ??The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building. 47. Drunk in the world of mortals, who can draw a curtain to dream and sleep with the sorrow of the queen? 48. In the past, there were high-rise buildings with singing songs and night strings, and there were dancing sleeves that captivated the city and the country. 49. The still water flows deep, the music plays in the wind, and the beautiful family is like flowers. Just because you look back, it makes me think about morning and evening. After turning around, a wisp of fragrance is far away, the passing snow is shallow, the feeling of spring is strong, and the smile is deep. One leaf blooms, one pursues, one flower blooms, one world, one person loves one person all his life. 50. Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 51. I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed. 52. Everyone thinks about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops, but no one can escape the daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. 53. Life is like a journey, we cry and we sing. When the song ends and we disperse, it is just that those who are in pain are hurting themselves, and those who are injured are hurting themselves. A dream, a prosperity, glory fades, and reigns over the world. It took me a lifetime to forget you who I turned around to leave. Who let go of whose hand, who suffered more than whom? I will keep it in my heart in this life and in the next life. Even if it conquers the world, it will never be anything more than prosperity. 54. I am just a choice in your life, but you are the only answer in my life. 55. Nanpu is sad and sad, the west wind is blowing in autumn. I feel heartbroken when I see it, so don’t look back when I’m done. 56. It’s difficult to write down a brocade book with your thoughts in mind, but it is written with all your heart’s feelings in mind. A trace of silk has survived to this day, and it hurts so many idiots’ hearts? 57. Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine. 58. In those days, Yaotai only provoked Zhu Leizang, and a phoenix sang in front of the palace to pray for the phoenix. 59. A flashy life, forgotten for a season. There are empty memories, disrupting the lingering. The smile is gone, and I feel lonely. String, thinking about the Chinese years. Those years suddenly seemed like a dream. Just like running water, it will never return. Don’t cry goodbye, don’t complain about final sorrow. 60. Reliving old dreams, the old friend has passed away. 61. I hope that in this life, I will be like an elegant lotus, graceful and delicate, blooming calmly, without any evidence or desire, and quietly watch the reincarnation. 62. From then on, a green lantern shed two lines of tears, and three or five broken hairs were soaked in the rain, making the fireworks of the four seasons disappear. It rained heavily in June, and the fate turned nine times. I was drenched by seven or eight wisps of west wind, and I was intoxicated by these ten lives. years. 63. Take advantage of the clear autumn breeze, put on an elegant plain dress, drink a cup of tea before the rain, stroll under the pear tree, let the white flowers fall, be gentle and elegant, and the pure jade is flawless. 64. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile. 65. One day and two days of madness, he has passed 36,000 games. When he was new to acquaintances, it was like asking each other, just like wandering in a foreign land. 66. You only remember that long-term illness can be cured, but you forget that illness should be avoided. 67. In those days, under the shade of drunken flowers, the beauty was beautiful, and the water chestnuts shed tears of cinnabar. 68. Falling flowers don’t understand the pain of a beautiful woman, so who can pity her love. Empty and sad, only melancholy, how can I explain the desolation of my heart. The wind blows, the heart is cold, and the longing is long; staring at the river, the heart is broken. We are both heartbroken people, but we don’t know how much our hearts are broken.

69. Looking back at the past life, who can we rely on in the present life and the mortal world? The so-called beauty is on the side of the water, and the talented man can't help but shed a thousand lines of tears! Leaning alone by the window, the moon is shining on my face, looking forward to myself, feeling sad! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, I think about it day by day and look forward to it every night! Time flies, how can it be wasted? Beauty grows old easily, but how can one stop drinking wine? If we depend on each other, don’t separate! 70. One day in our twilight years, you and I will sit quietly in front of the court, admiring the flowers and falling flowers, and laughing and talking. A hundred years later, I took a look at each other tonight, and then I realized that I had seen all the colorful things. 71. When you have nothing, why not take you home. However, you don’t want to have nothing, you want to have wine, meat, and girls, and you want to live without wind and rain year after year. I am accompanying you here, and I just hope that you will be safe in the future. 72. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed. 73. The face of the waning moon is bright, don’t cry at dawn. 74. The crowd looked for him a thousand times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place. 75. A green sword, a red hand, dancing in colorful clothes to cover your mouth. The world is in chaos, my eyebrows are furrowed, and the beacon fire is raging in the sky to play with the princes. 76. Under the oil-paper umbrella, whose love words and whose end of the world? 77. The night is late, the song has not ended, people have dispersed, the love has not ended, the relationship has been broken, the years are passing by, and no one has waited for anyone in the long time. The night is slightly cold, my heart is like water, with a snap of my fingers, I feel heartbroken. Looking back, I smile lightly. Is there anyone on the worldly road who has not been crazy about love? The maple leaves are flying, and I cry alone. No one can understand the beauty of red. If life is like the first time we met, why should we bear the heartache of being gone? 78. Intoxicated with the world of mortals, who can gather a curtain of dreams and sleep with her in sorrow? In this short time, who is still clinging to an unpromised expectation? After several ups and downs, that unforgettable love is still hidden deep in the folds of time. Hold a handful of water of memory, the past is looming, quietly feel the trace of sadness after the prosperity has faded, silently bloom the bare face after the fireworks have dissipated, slightly warm the broken shadows of the fleeting time on the sleeves, look at the scene after a hundred turns and thousands of times. Whose shoulder does this quiet beauty fall on?