84 of the most beautiful ancient sentences on Douyin

1. That’s it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.

2. The red makeup is over, and the rest of your life is spent in misty rain.

3. May you be away for half your life and still a young man when you return.

4. I will spend my humble life in exchange for a hundred years of peace for you.

5. At the two ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.

6. The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like floating catkins, and the energy is like gossamer.

7. He should not be infatuated with love in his life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness.

8. It seems that these stars are not the same as last night. Who is the wind and dew standing for at midnight?

9. You will fight with me for half your life, and I will promise you a happy and peaceful life.

10. Peach blossoms from ten miles away enchant your heart, and a paper umbrella will accompany your beauty.

11. Just looking back at you makes me miss you.

12. We knew each other back then but didn’t hear back from you. I sigh in vain that the years are like running water.

13. When I look beautiful, you can promise me eternal love.

14. I asked the flowers with tears in my eyes and said nothing, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

15. Walking together is fate, walking together is happiness.

16. When you are drunk, you don’t know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.

17. Meeting and getting drunk is the front edge, and the wind and rain are gone, drifting away.

18. Whoever accepts someone’s calamity becomes someone’s obsession.

19. It takes all my luck to meet you in my lifetime.

20. I will spend my whole life wandering around the world in exchange for your smile like a peach blossom at this moment.

21. If I am destined to be lonely all my life, I wish you a happy life.

22. When you are drunk, you see others quarreling in pairs, and there is no one to secretly shed tears of lovesickness.

23. All kinds of stories are nothing more than love hurts; when water changes, people go, and the bright moon is like frost.

24. It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and flutters like snow in the flowing wind.

25. At that time, the young man was wearing a thin spring shirt, riding a horse and leaning on a bridge, and the whole building was full of red sleeves.

26. I came to find you, passing through thousands of mountains, thousands of waters, and bright lights.

27. In the past, there were tall buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country.

28. The peach blossom blooms brightly, just like your bright eyes.

29. The clear dream is full of beauty, the thin willows are fragrant, the blue and white flowers are beautiful, and I remember to keep the dowry.

30. The mist and rain wash away the prosperity. Only one scoop of the three thousand avenues can be taken.

31. I can still drink tea calmly and crush this scene, the fireworks of the prosperous age.

32. The green eyebrows are narrowed and the emerald green is low. I secretly wipe the pearls and watch the charming words.

33. So you carve your name into the history paper, and I carve you in front of my grave.

34. It has been like a thousand years, and with a smile, the past life is connected, and it is like annihilation at the snap of a finger.

35. In the spring of the year, who will be favored by the peach blossoms? Looking back, who did I meet in this world?

36. You give me a tear, and I see the entire ocean in your heart.

37. There are endless tears of lovesickness and red beans thrown away, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.

38. Regardless of the bustling Yangguan Road, I want a single-plank bridge to get to the dark side.

39. All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such.

40. You are a world that has nothing to do with romance, and you have fulfilled my wishful thinking.

41. Holding my hand, I will protect you from all the hardships of my life. I will kiss my eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.

42. The fog cleared and I woke up from the dream. I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.

43. When I wake up, you will be on my left bank, holding hands, waiting for a peach blossom.

44. The passing years cover the past, passing by, hastily creating a trace of sadness.

45. When the sword rises, a gentleman fights, which is a beauty. When a butterfly rises and a beauty dances on it, he is a gentleman.

46. The smoke and waves are flowing on the other side, but someone is looking for me. There are three thousand people on the other side, but someone can cross me.

47. Wrap your fingers tenderly, and you will feel youthful in an instant. There is only a song of lovesickness and hatred, and I am alone and helpless.

48. When we first meet, the fireworks are numerous, the dancing shadows are chaotic, the flowers fall and fall, but the sweetheart smiles and is safe.

49. The heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

50. I am at home in the mountains and rivers, gossiping and listening to a pipa. When the song ends, I no longer have any worries.

51. The wild goose words go and come back again. There is no reason to get drunk when the tea flowers bloom. I just owe someone, a drop of cinnabar tears.

52. When the old friend’s appearance has faded away in the dust of half a lifetime, I will definitely wash away the beauty and be with you forever.

53. The old friend has not returned home, when can I get drunk with a pot of wine, let the wind and snow bury my bones, and leave me alone to wield the sword in the world?

54. Destiny gathers and disperses like water, carrying the world on its back, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.

55. The Phoenix Tour on the Phoenix Platform broke the promise and left, waiting all night. From then on, thousands of miles away, south and north of the Yangtze River, wept.

56. There are thousands of things in this world, but there are three things I love: the sun, the moon and the queen. The morning is the sun, the dusk is the moon, and the queen is the morning and evening.

57. Those prosperous and sad things will eventually become a thing of the past, please don’t be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful soul-stirring.

58. May you be well and stay with each other as your heart desires. You will know the arrival of autumn when a leaf falls, from the first break of the sky to the white hair of the snow at dusk.

59. Riding a horse and flying sand, the wind and clouds are powerful. Even if the country collapses, I will protect you every step of the way.

60. An umbrella is half-tilted to convey light sorrow, two crescent eyebrows are gazing at the eyes, three dancing sleeves are lightly wrinkled, and four layers of flower shadows are green and quiet.

61. I once promised gold-threaded clothes, neon clothes, and red wedding dresses. But I don't know the coarse cloth, the blood-spattered clothes, the mourning clothes of the dead.

62. When the story of you and me becomes written and ink becomes warm on the paper, I will definitely hide my love, hate, stupidity and anger and pretend that the wind has passed without a trace.

63. Can you turn the regrets of this life into the fetters of the next life? In the future, you can feel at ease even if you are on the road to Huangquan by the Wangchuan River.

64. The dust of the old people and things in the heart has settled, and is no longer mentioned. It stops in the quagmire of life, and turns around and becomes empty.

65. If we were carefree, we would be laughing and talking, but you just linger in my heart, disturbing me and never having peace of mind in this life.

66. With four machines, the mandarin ducks are weaving and want to fly together. It's a pity that the old man is graying out before he is old. The spring waves are green and the grass is deep in the cold dawn. They are bathed in red clothes.

67. Play a song of high mountains and flowing water, find a close friend, and stay together till old age. And a colorful feather coat, I would like to get one person, painted with black and white ink.

68. 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.

69. It turns out that forgetting is not misfortune, but true luck. How nice it would be to be like him, forgetting everything in the past.

70. Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. If I can't get it or protect it in this life, then I would rather be alone for a hundred years!

71. Waiting for one person to meet, painting a whole city of fireworks, I just want to live a happy life. Cherishing a person's head turns white, remembering a city forever, I just hope that the years will be peaceful.

72. I can no longer hear the song you sang about "Shangxie". What can't be defeated is the passing of time. The country has already decided for you and me to say goodbye forever.

73. Whose vermilion tear mole in the corner of the eye has fulfilled your prosperous life, and who has given you an earth-shattering and unparalleled joy with your vigilance and iron horse.

74. The moon is cold in Chang'an, and the songs and dances in Zhangtai are new; who cherishes the passing years and the love and affection. The hairpin flowers make shadows, and the wine brings the flowing scenery; the spring breeze blows away the ruthless green.

75. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

76. A bright moon over a river, looking back on who is missing. A glass of turbid wine will make you drunk when you meet. In the spring of the year, who will be popular with the peach blossoms? Looking back, who did I meet in this world?

77. The long song is long, the solitary smoke is cool, the withered bones are allowed to be buried in the old place, and the wind and moon are hidden in the heart; carrying the sky, a thousand lines of tears, raising a cup to tell someone about the end of the world, leaning on the building to look at the horizon.

78. Reading in a young age is like gazing at the moon through a gap, reading in middle age is like looking at the moon in a courtyard, and reading in old age is like playing with the moon on the stage. They all rely on the shallowness and depth of experience to gain the shallowness and depth.

79. The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building. Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a statue of fragrant wine. The red lotuses are falling from the water, but the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same.

80. Don’t fall 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, and don’t arouse feelings and sorrow. Watch the flowers bloom, wait for the flowers to fall, know the warmth and coldness, and be as clean as ever.

81. I am confused when I come and I am confused when I go. I walk in this world for a while. Who was I before I was born and who am I after I was born? It would be better not to come or go, and to have no joy or sorrow. .

82. Keep your face and paint it in my heart. No one can take it away. Even if the years change my beauty, you will still be the passionate young man you were in the past.

83. The complexity of the world, the ugliness of human nature, the entanglement of love and hate, this life and the past are just a floating dream, and the dream is gone. There is no reason to care anymore, and there is nothing to think about.

84. How many wind, flowers, snow and moon, how many pairs of flowers weeping in the air, hugging quilts under the sleepless moonlit night, holding poems and chanting by the moon; during the morning watch when the dew is cold and frosty, drinking wine by the stove and watching Red dust.