Antique talk highlights

I don't remember what day it is. In the past, if the heart of dust is like water, it will never return to the tranquility when the lotus is in full bloom. Write poems and praise flowers, and give words and songs. The weak body floats in the wind and sinks in silence. Just for the traction of thoughts, I fell into your focused eyes.

Second, a trip to mountains and rivers, a touch of nostalgia for books, and the clear rhyme that passes through my heart, flying in my memory. Spread a plain piece of paper to describe the mottled and scattered happiness in detail and put it in a corner of my heart. Find a quiet place, and let the thousands of thoughts turn into a heart flower, floating in the wind.

Third, whoever forgets first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

Fourth, the chair window hook bar orchids want to open, full of fragrance. Sitting quietly in front of the mirror, beauty and wit, as usual. Handsome eyebrows, pointed hair, such as silk, elegant and natural. The handsome outline is like a waterfall, and the viewer is biased. Looking in the mirror, my thoughts emerge a little bit. At that time, you made a lifelong promise for me, and now I will accompany you for a lifetime. Time flies, time passes. No matter how you change, you are still a charming teenager at that time.

5. Strip, fireworks, look back,

Six, the years have forgotten, which night is between the fingers, the bronze mirror sighs, the window is vaguely clothed, and the flowers complain about autumn. Do you complain about moonlight?

Seven, Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, frowning, destiny takes a hand, become a thing of the past.

Eight, tied like a bird, can't tie her years, like a prosperous bloom, can't stop her brilliance.

Nine, this shore is me, and the other shore is you. It turns into an insurmountable galaxy.

Ten, caring for each other, who is asking how many flowers fall in the dream? Forget the Jianghu, who is sighing when to spend time outside the dream?

Eleven, the moon is bright, the wind is bleak, and an ancient pipa sours the attachment of this life. I miss you at night, and the moon is dripping and the night is full. The trace left by the slightest sound collides with my inner stupidity, and tears overflow my eyes, flowing wantonly, like a string of crying.

Thirteen, you see, that sadness is the confusion of passers-by, or the candlelight you lit for me.

Fourteen, full of absurd words, a bitter tear. Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste?

Fifteen, who wakes up when the world is groggy, spring silkworms spit out their feelings in vain, which is always confusing. What's the use of persistence in busy moments?

Sixteen, a flower and a world, a thought and a dust fate, falling flowers intentionally dye sleeves, stupid words are not listened to? The past is like smoke, whose loneliness touched whose heart? Whose life is drunk and stays in the world of mortals? Whose wait was given to whom? Millennium persistence, only because of a promise: I will wait for you in the afterlife!

Seventeen, night white gauze cream, dreams linger for thousands of times. In the cold fog and smoke, the fallen flowers withered. Full of acacia, flying with sad love words. Meeting, parting, suddenly like a dream. Like wind, like frost, like a dream. A tear fell on the rock, leaving a scar. Perhaps, parting is just a long journey in this life, and the gentleness of Sansheng Shishan is my concern in this life, with no regrets.

Eighteen, throwing red beans is long, where the mountains and rivers are, chivalrous tenderness is always worrying.

Nineteen, the beautiful jade is bright, and the beauty is in the sky. Butterflies fly among the flowers, the fragrance of flowers hits the clothes, the moon shines in the pool, the shadow floats and the fragrance is light, the pillow spring leaks, the west building alone, the sky is broken, the rainbow is broken, and the crescent moon flows in the blue waves; A pair of sleeves, dancing in the dust. I wrote a poem, full of fragrance. In the crowded catkins and misty ferry, I am fluttering in white, and in the cold spring breeze blowing from the small building, I am graceful in Zhou Dunyi's lotus pond, dancing and fluttering in my Tang and Song poems.

Twenty, he opened a phoenix flower at the corner of his mouth, only touched the cinnabar on his forehead, and she resumed that prosperity.

Twenty-one, the dream is fleeting, go back to Qushui to watch the fireworks break the full moon.

Twenty-two, since you came out, the mirror has been dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

Twenty-three, even if the scenery is picturesque, there is no bustling moment.

Twenty-four, the moon is accompanied by stars, the stars are bright, the moon is infatuated, the flowers are drunk, the butterflies are affectionate, the butterflies are dancing, and the flowers are blooming.

Twenty-five, the world of mortals is drunk for a thousand years, and lonely songs are accompanied for a lifetime. For you, I am drunk for eternal reincarnation, pale for the fleeting and eternal love, and drunk for your charming smile in Millennium poems and paintings. How many dreams and sorrows have the sea turned into, whose fingertips have inadvertently flowed through the Millennium, in the flash of epiphyllum,

Twenty-six, my life is up to me, I can't help it. I have complained for thousands of years and for thousands of days.

27, a crimson blood washed my heart, I want to complain about the silence of the stars and the moon.

Twenty-eight, a long way to go, a few hate to leave, beautiful acacia, treat people with pity.

Twenty-nine, the breeze is wet, and the tea smoke blows. Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.

Classical ancient style talks, ancient style talks about short sentences.

1. Although young romance can be painted, it is difficult to write and unfold. 2. A bright moon, looking back who is missing. A glass of turbid wine makes you drunk. One spring, who is Peach Blossom? Looking back, who did you meet? A little rhinoceros, to whom is true love given? Take care, who did Tianya send? 3. Humane sea water is not half as deep as acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Draw your life with my pen and ink of 3,000. A complete collection of classic ancient views. 5. The stranger is like jade, and the son is chinese odyssey. 6. Have a few cups of turbid wine, wait for an old friend and a few xuanqin, and have a deep play. 7. Lonely as a flower, with clouds as the center, can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul. 8. I missed the ancient meaning of Chang 'an and the flowering period of Luoyang. I caught a glimpse of your blue boat wading away in the calla lily in Gusu. 9. Turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Can you meet me in the afterlife? 10. I have a pot of wine that is enough to comfort the dust. 1 1. You said, clear water and white hair; Then my hair turned to snow, and I was worried. 12. Feelings are hard to give up, but hard to keep. Flowers bloom on a moonlit night and turn into sand between your fingers in a blink of an eye. It is better to live forever, forget each other, go home, see the green hills looming, run all the way, and look at the horizon. 13. Mountains and rivers meet and smile for you. 14. Now I finally understand that I have survived the gale in Wan Li, thousands of lives, poetry and wine years, but I can't survive your eyes. 15. A stranger is drunk all night. Who can wipe the tears of love lightly? 16. That year, Mingyue kissed Jia Jian, who was drunk with fireworks in Wu Peng? You wait under the eaves of a small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, and when you turn around, it's the end of the world. 17. get drunk in the street, sleep at night, and sleep with you on the street corner; The wind goes with it and the rain goes with it. What are the disadvantages of a lifetime of wind and rain? 18. Looking back suddenly, who is still with me to watch the clouds rolling and the lights are dim, so I hate that time was too cruel and stayed at the beginning. 19. A love in the world of mortals, a thousand years of love, a few strands of acacia across the bank, how many old dreams are hidden? On the water side, I would like to take a boat with lotus fragrance, cross Qin Mingyue and tang style Song Yun, and find you on the vast Xizi Lake! I just want to ring for you every night when I miss you, gently; I just want to smile for you and erase the dust in your life! 20. That year, Na Yue, that time has passed quietly. That love, that love, that acacia, has been tactfully for thousands of years. The mountain, the water and the sound of the piano gradually became clear. Rivers, banks and banks have been devastated. My figure standing on the shore is still tall and straight. Piano sounds euphemistic. Who is that, playing a stunning song and burying me in the world of mortals! 2 1. I don't love worldly glitz, I don't write about the world of mortals, I don't sigh that the world is cold, I don't feel sad, I just look at the flowers and wait for them to fall, and I know it well. 22. A little pipa sounds like an old friend. An unfinished song awakens the dreamer, countless mountains are red as rain, I don't remember the route, I stare at the place all day long, and I miss people for many years. Where is the good news? 23. May you die in the embrace of the southwest wind. 24. At night, the flowers are not in the middle of the pool, and the courtyard-style buildings are foggy before the rain. The three lines of jade, fat and tears are pale ink, smiling and dying, singing, playing and dancing, drunk and crying. 25. Gone with the world, just for you. Cang shui Jia Jian, just for you to return to the battlefield to unload your armor. 26. The night is full, the moon is blue, the ink painting is full of red makeup, the peach blossom face, and under the bodhi, Bai Rui has become a streamer. 27. The old spirit on the Sansheng Stone, no matter how to enjoy the moon and sing the wind; Shamed lovers come from afar, although the opposite sex still exists. 28. How many old dreams are hidden in a world of mortals, a thousand years of love, and a few strands of acacia? On the water side, I would like to take a boat with lotus fragrance, cross Qin Mingyue and tang style Song Yun, and find you on the vast Xizi Lake! I just want to ring for you every night when I miss you, gently; I just want to smile for you and erase the dust in your life! The lyrics about the evening in the ancient prose (60 highlights)

An ancient prose about lyricism at night 1. Life is by no means an ethereal dream, but a realm. Let's all cherish our lives. The other side of life is death. Life and death are really not far away.

The window is half open, the breeze is blowing and it is raining. I appreciate the beauty of rain through the light.

3. "I must be a shiny neuropathy in your mediocre life!" I read this sentence again and again. At first I wanted to laugh, but at last I found a lot of helplessness and sadness!

I don't want to deal with his departure. This is not a good way to escape, but it is the only way.

Happiness is to find a warm person for a lifetime. Today, I suddenly want to tell all the people in the world, cherish it, cherish the people who love you, cherish the people who have been protecting you and treating you as a treasure.

6. Breaking the waves again and again in the wind and rain, sometimes overlooking the sea, and sometimes standing at the tide; Sometimes in the rolling waves, I can catch a glimpse of white sails. Don't be afraid of the wind and waves, always go forward! However, on the journey of love for many years, how many ups and downs have you experienced, can you still be consistent?

7. Walking in the rain, I saw the yellow leaves falling under the trees in the street, just like the beauty in autumn clothes, and it is difficult to hide the charming amorous feelings.

8. Life is really short and the years are really cruel! So short, that we often forget to cherish, forget to pursue, forget to taste slowly; As time goes by, we will know heartache, loss and ruthlessness.

9. The cold loess can't understand my mind, and the hay hums in the hate platform, which has haunted my mind for many years. I dare not recall, mom, because this memory is too painful and my heart is too fragile. I know I will collapse in this pain.

10. A cup of faint camellia, a classic piano piece and a lonely poem. I cherish the joy and sadness of yesterday. I write tomorrow in my palm, so that the years will not be swept away and the long wind of the season will not be forgotten.

1 1. It's not like getting to know each other year after year. The years of life, like the gaze of wine, are scattered in those regretless times.

12. The journey of life is ups and downs. Everything we do, success and failure often accompany us. We have all experienced the joy after success and the sadness after failure. But often at the moment after the failure, the feeling of remorse and remorse arises spontaneously, and the feeling of self-regret is heavy.

13. The real release is not forgetting, but gratitude when recalling.

14. Love yourself, woman, only when you are stupid will you be more mature. The road of life is still so long that you can't live well. It is you who suffer, and it is the people who care about you who suffer.

15. How annoying life is. Simplicity is a spirit, a nobleness and a desirable temperament. Be a simple person, do simple things, live a simple life and endure loneliness.

16. A story I haven't had time to tell, an unforgettable attachment, explains the dry seas and rotten rocks on the Three Sacred Stones in thousands of years of recollection. A lovesick appointment, a disaster, people haggard, only for whom, water, lovesick, fleeting, unprovoked by the west wind.

17. The sound of the moonlight landing sings the vicissitudes of the years. It has been windy several times and rained a lot. Now, take a glass of wine from Huai Su's heart, take a breath, laugh at the smoke of the sunset, drink up the sorrow of life, abandon the success or failure of life, and awaken the long silent night in winter.

18. You must see the wild flowers on the road of life, but don't look closely. Because of this uncontrollable measure, many people who can achieve ultimate success have failed.

19. Before sunset, we strode after the golden sunshine. When the sunset disappears her last scenery in the sky, we should put on the bright moonlight and rush to the next destination to welcome the morning.

I miss my old friend very much. Although new friends are good, I don't have an inclusive heart and don't want to open my heart to people. I find it troublesome to get along with people. Although old friends are a little far away, when chatting, that kind of familiarity and intimacy can make people feel nostalgic.

The antique copy II 2 1 on the lyrics at night. Keep yourself busy, too busy to think about unimportant things, so many things are quietly forgotten. Even pairs of eyes are silent love. Even if I miss you silently, it is also a kind of practical peace of mind. People always have a shelter from the wind and rain; Heart, there must always be a harbor to rest. The longest love is never giving up in plain; The most intimate warmth is accompanied by dependence in the wind and rain.

22. Love is already very lonely, and love has become a kind of sadness. Before I put pen to paper, I want to ask, is this life impossible? I didn't ask for it, but it was already a sad ocean and ruins. ...

23. Spring time, through the veil of memory, through the dark dream of rain, I seem to hear a trembling sigh, gently penetrating the frozen soul. This is the decadence left by youth, like the sunshine in early winter, lingering in the evening breeze, slowly withering and turning to ashes.

24. Memory is like water in the palm of your hand. Whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers!

25. The happiest thing is to find money in your pocket in a pair of trousers that you haven't worn for a long time. I woke up suddenly on Saturday morning and found that I can sleep late today. Looking up, my watch will be out of school in a minute. Find a person who can talk to himself abnormally, go shopping with his best friend and receive information from his lover. After waking up from a nightmare, I found that it was not true. There were so few people around me who could make themselves naked.

26. Happiness is like a piece of ice in the palm of your hand. When the ice melts slowly, that short distance is the moment when happiness beckons to you. Learning to enjoy happiness is the most unforgettable thing in life.

You should learn to be yourself and face your true self. As long as you do this, you need not be afraid of anything.

28. In the bustling world, perhaps our hearts have begun to grow old, but there is always someone who will seal it in our memory with a good time. Forgetting is the hardest thing for a person to do, but we quietly know that I will never forget you.

29. Leave all unhappiness to yesterday, all expectations to tomorrow and all efforts to today. We'll be fine!

30. There is no need to hold an umbrella. Continuous rain can not soak my heart. I don't need an umbrella, and the sad rain can't penetrate my confused eyes. I don't need an umbrella. I don't need an umbrella at all. Soft and powerless rain, tangled rain, seems to tell how much regret and nostalgia. Rain fell on my body and face, a little cold, but this coolness made me very comfortable, cooled my heart and made me feel quiet and far-reaching.

3 1. We don't care whether these stories are true or not, nor whether the lyric is sincere enough. This is just a deal to exchange absolutely correct values for scores. We've known it since childhood.

32. In my dream, your shadow glides gently from my heart, and your warmth has long gone, leaving only moist memories in my world.

I sometimes want to meet you when you want to get married and fall in love with you. But I met you when I was only ten years old, so lush can't be the one who will accompany you hand in hand for life. At such a desperate age, there is no past and no future. I wish I could see you in the future. I want to grow old with you inadvertently, just want to spend my life with you flatly. I just want to be the lover of your life, but I'm afraid we met too early to grow old together.

34. In the vast sea of people, no matter who meets, knows each other and stays together, it will not be smooth sailing. Only a heart that is willing to pay and knows how to be grateful can have a lifetime of love and happiness.

35. Kindness covers the past, while elegance covers the vicissitudes. However, when Gu Hong came back, where were the Iraqis?

36. I don't know when the years left a mark on the face of youth. The ruthlessness of years and the tempering of life have changed our appearance and changed our hearts bit by bit.

37. Time is too thin and fingers are too wide. Many promises have been washed away by time, forgotten by ourselves and stumped by reality. If you can achieve one, you won't be so disappointed in yourself. You will regret if you miss it. Experienced, it is dazzling. In the best years, don't live up to your most beautiful self.

38. Happiness is the highest pursuit of life. Happiness is the greatest reward in life. Happiness is everyone's gratitude for life after coming to this world, and happiness is your re-understanding and re-experience of the people around you.

39. The wind sings the moon and thinks about it. Surrounded by a mottled and immature background, looking at the pine still standing on the top of the barren mountain, it can't get rid of the shackles of the world of mortals put down in Zen. Who can soothe the taste of bitter wine and dry those fragile eyes?

40. I have tasted the bitterness and joy of life and found that life is really bitter, but there is joy in bitterness, which I have never found.

The ancient style copy on the lyrics of the third night 4 1. Life has been through the spring and autumn, and fate is hard to find. People fly in the wild, falling flowers complain about vegetables, what is the solution to love words? Waking up is a dream, but I don't know that the road of life has gone a lot, and there are not many roads left. The so-called pursuit is just the past Haikou; Life will eventually come to an end, life and death in an instant, there will still be lingering wine and falling flowers. But what is gone will never come back, and what is taken away by running water will never come back. How many people know, how many people understand, people live a lifetime, flowers bloom for a season. There is no forever, forever, just an expectation, a cruelty.

42. The real hero is not because he defeated the enemy, but because he has the courage to protect his conscience and face the past and the present!

43. Life is like wine in a glass. Those who can drink enjoy it, and those who can't drink suffer. Different people drink and taste different.

44. Although the flowers are beautiful and the moonlight is gentle, I still don't want to open my heart to a real baptism of wind and rain. No one can read my delicate mind, and I don't expect anyone to. I just know how to understand my worries. A person's day, a person's blue, a person's enjoyment, even if lonely and selfish, even if I can't understand, I would rather feel just right, maybe.

45. Time is running out, and there are still several rounds of youth. The appearance of the past becomes dim in the pale description, and the story of the past becomes decadent in the powerless narrative. The quietly passing time filters every sincere emotion, criss-crossing endless regrets and falling into the cracks of time and space.

46. Some things are obviously worthless, but they don't want to throw them away. Sometimes I feel anxious when I can't find them. The problem is that they are getting older and older, and I dare not look at them. They are packed in a box and put in a corner. Like a movie, I can see a heavy rain, a separation, a cup of coffee and another hug at any time. ...

47. Happiness is very simple. It won't bring any impurities. As long as you have a kind heart, you will always feel its existence.

48. Many things fade when you look at them, and idle people are idle. The real busyness is not physical busyness, but mental busyness; Real fatigue is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue. People live a lifetime, and fatigue is inevitable. When you feel busy and tired, one is because of the loss of value, and the other is because of too much desire.

I don't know what it is, but it is deep. Hate is missing, smile and disappear.

50. Laugh at every day, quietly showing a light wind and a light cloud. In the unfolding picture of life, we have gained a heavy and ordinary life.

5 1. The petals of dandelion are mixed with the fragrance of grass. As the wind drifted farther and farther, they drifted to the sky, clouds, mountains and rivers, with a round dream, and drifted to the unknown future.

52. Walking leisurely with you and waiting for the spring flowers with you, the plain years and the beauty of the encounter warmed those plain words, and stopping and lingering became a beautiful scenery here.

Along the way, we are familiar with the strange world, we are familiar with strange faces, we meet countless people, and we are in a hurry. Some of them have become unforgettable shadows for us, and some have become landscapes of our lives.

54. Without the depth of the blue sky, there can be the elegance of white clouds; Without the magnificence of the sea, there can be the elegance of the stream; Without the fragrance of Yuan Ye, we can have the green grass. There is no place for a bystander in life. We can always find our own place, our own light source and our own voice.

55. It wasn't a chance encounter. Why is there always a thread holding the heart? It's not a dream, why does your gentle whisper always ring inadvertently? There is a saying that I have never said, not because it is heavy, but because I am afraid it will surge; For a while, I never forgot it, not because I was reluctant to part with it, but because it was engraved too deeply; There is a name that I only call in my heart, not afraid of being heard, but afraid of being blown away by the wind.

56. Having you on the road of life is the best gift.

57. Life can finally recognize me! How safe I am! My existence is gradually brightening up. Those vague memories, those stumbling past, all seem less painful. I seem to see the light shining slightly in the distance, illuminating my bumpy journey for a complete practice.

58. "The flower of success, people only marvel at its present brilliance; The initial buds were soaked with tears of struggle and full of blood and rain of sacrifice. " Each of us is eager for success, so when we are just starting, we should use our own unrepentant efforts to water the budding seeds.

59. The rhyme of spring is not a flurry, but it can moisten everything; It is not a scorching sun, but it can thaw life; Summer flowers are not brilliant, but they can spread expectations. Spring breeze, like mother's exhortation, is gentle and warm, and flows into our hearts, where we plant a seed, blow up moist water vapor, and inject life power into it.

60. When we are young, it is easy for a person to walk into our hearts, but when we grow up and get hurt, people who want to walk into your hearts will pay the price of a river of blood. Xia Qixi

Talk about ancient love, talk about ancient feelings.

1. Knowing Jun Chu is like going back to an old friend. When the horizon is bright and the moon is new, lovesickness is the most in the morning and evening.

2. That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but to find your breath. That January, I turned all the chakras not to cross over, but to touch your fingerprints. That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth. At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.

I propose a toast to you, never look back, the past is zero, and love is casual.

4. The first cup is dedicated to your tenderness and affection for my heart; The second cup, in order to get away at any time without touching a leaf; The third cup, win her heart with your deep love in the future; I will drink it. Help yourself.

Even if I am passionate, I can't reach your heart as cold as frost. Talk about ancient feelings. Picture collection.

6. You said that if this situation continues, the child will die; Then the fate was shallow, and your trace was hard to find.

7. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and you are everywhere. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.