Xiao Sheng's beautiful sentences (33 sentences)

1, the flute sound is beautiful, high and low, light and loud, low to the extreme, and then low after several spirals. Although extremely low and thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.

2. From then on, the flute sounds like smoke from home, like clouds, wind, water, people and feelings in home, lingering in dreams for a long time.

I am immersed in the sea of flowers and enjoy the wonderful flute. A little bit of sweetness melts in the bottom of my heart, and happiness overflows around in the slight drunkenness of Xiang Mei.

Gradually, the birds left and the spring flowers fell, but the sound of rain rustled, a bleak and chilling scene, drizzling, if there was nothing, and finally everything was silent.

5. Xiao's rhyme is undoubtedly low, even a little depressed, dumb and haggard. But the flute in the quiet night can be heard by Merlin around.

6. Xiao Sheng is an endless melancholy to me. It always touches wounds that I can't touch.

7. The melodious and ethereal flute stole the souls of young people from the realm of Yan Ruyu and Jin Leiwu.

8. A gust of wind blew, and a piercing flute floated in the bamboo forest.

9. The flute goes through the years. On this quiet night, it belongs to me alone. It lightly blows the thoughts in that dream, blows through the winter night, streaks with tears, strings up the past clouds, and tastes your tearful melancholy.

10, your distant flute, let that floating cloud, with a few wisps of southern wind, swim quietly along the acacia river.

1 1, circuitous, the flute gradually sounded, just like a flute player blowing, slowly approaching.

12, flute rippling, plum blossom fragrance. I am wandering in the Meilin, wandering in the flute, intoxicated with the flowers, intoxicated with your flute.

13, Xiao Sheng is a weak Xiao Sheng. Soft and trickle, like smoke in a censer, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

14, the flute is getting lower and lower, and the pearls and jade occasionally jump, crisp and short. One after another, the complex sound gradually rises, first like spring water splashing, and then like a group of flowers blooming, flowers blooming and falling, during which there are birds whispering, calling me and him.

15, this unique feature, such as the flute singing of love songs, blows away the longing for the future and the yearning for beautiful love.

16, the flute flows in the night, passing through the depths of Meilin, and performing the elegant charm of Meihua three lanes.

17, your flute is flooding in my dream, so lingering and helpless, echoing in distant legends and scattered in the cold light.

18, white fog, pure water, flute sounds like fairy songs from the blue sky.

19, the blue bridge has nowhere to ask, and the jade flute surprises.

20. His voice is full of resentment, tears and complaints, and the lingering sound is endless, dancing in the valley and crying for lonely women.

Xiao Sheng seems to have endless complaints and endless love. The flute is rolling, and you pull me forward at the other end of the flute, brushing away the entanglement of plum branches and performing a fantastic affair.

22. The hundred-foot sycamore painting pavilion is neat, and the sound of the flute is low in Cui Yun.

23. At sunset, Xiao Sheng moved Han Xiao and pheasants danced wildly.

24. Listen, the flute is covered with sadness and plays the feeling of water. The flute flies over the quiet Meilin, and the random notes fly out of the flute hole and fall on Meilin, becoming blossoming plum blossoms.

25. The flute is full of sonorous water waves. When it flows into Merlin, it becomes a trickle.

26. On a windy night, the flute sounds far away. I went to find the direction of the flute and carved the flute of acacia in the wind. Even if I saw it, it was only in the wind.

27, Feng is a shallow spring, less than the second layer of bead curtain.

28. With the breath of an ice spring, the flute suddenly moves forward like a wave, like a snowflake, like a whirlwind in a canyon, and like a milky way flowing quietly in the middle of the night.

29. I want to go further, and the flute blows through the deep night sky. What I can't blow away is the invasion of life, and what I can't solve is the tangled complex. The flute embraces heaven and earth and releases feelings like a song.

30. When the melody of midnight washes away the tidal sound, the water of the rain splashes flowers, and the flute within reach gently blows off a ray of crystal amber light with the wonderful power of aromatic convection collision. From sincere tears, we develop transparent sadness in each other's hearts.

3 1, Xiao Sheng not only gave me endless joy, but also gave me a deep and lasting aftertaste.

32. I vaguely remember the autumn of that year, and a flute woke me up to wander aimlessly. At the moment, I am soaking in the wind by Baiyun Lake, and my heart is still trembling with the flute, drunken willow and canoe on the bright moon that night.

33. The flute flows gently in the Merlin, like a sad butterfly, enriching my warm dream. Wan Ru quietly savored the piety of life in the quiet years.