Tender feelings ancient lovers signature collection 20 19. I am a war-torn place you will never know.

1, beauty smiles, what is lovesickness.

2, cinnabar tears, love and hate to die young.

3. May the harp be quiet in the imperial years.

May you hold your hand and grow old with your son.

5, Qing Huan * * *, Zi Mo meets the world of mortals.

6, looking at the sky, who knows the bustling eyes.

7. The promise cannot be trusted, so the old man will not live up to me.

8. The promise is not light, so I don't live up to people.

9. Whose feelings did the eulogy hurt?

10, whose waiting in the afterlife is empty.

1 1, and never leave you.

12, with you for thousands of generations, no regrets.

13, the emperor poured all over the world, just to smile for Bofei.

14, the princess danced, just to confuse the emperor and drown.

15, peach trees are planted in the heart and peach blossoms are reflected in the heart.

16, I am willing to bury you here, I am worried.

17, I am a shudder you never knew.

18, you are the warmth of the whole city that I failed to touch.

19, hold one person's hand, keep one city, meet each other late.

20, pour a gentle life, never leave the bald head.

2 1, who once laughed as beautiful as flowers and jade.

22. It was once cool when a city person went to the building and the lights were negative.

23, strip, countless fireworks, you look back with a light.

24, the short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh Xiao.

25, who kept the oath of never looking back.

26. Who ever left with one heart and two worlds?

27. I smile at peach blossoms and wait for others.

28. She laughed at me for not being handsome enough.

29, the most beautiful is the Tang poetry, lingering for a lifetime.

The most painful thing is that you can't finish it. You are lonely.

3 1, except the loess white bones, I will keep you safe for a hundred years.

32. I will make you happy for a thousand days, except nothing else.

33, entangled in infatuation, only suffering from the heart, what is the point.

34, light Yun Zheyue, romantic, self-deception.

35. You stared at my face in the afterlife by Sandu River.

36. I implanted the memory of Luo Rang's past life.

37. Dancing in clothes can't make mountains and rivers bone.

38. When rivers and seas condense, the country's turmoil will eventually become soil.

39. A thousand flowers bloom in one flower and watch the sea change into mulberry fields alone.

40. Laugh it off a thousand times, and it will take several times to know that you have come to this world.

4 1. If loving you is wrong, I would rather be wrong again.

42. If I love you too much, I will fight with my life.

43, peerless, empty, sad. Broken thin wall, full moon.

44. The night is dim and the wind is swaying. Flowers are as colorful as blood.

45. The coldest thing is the emperor's heart, and the roses are even more withered.

46, the most stupid is concubine, the heart will always be cherished by the emperor.

47. I am willing to be the soil of your roots and protect the branches.

48. I would like to be the soul under your tree, leaving a wisp of peach blossom.

49, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know.

50, the glass comb caresses the hair, painting like a fool.

5 1, with a flick of a finger, snow poured all over the city, and Iraqis cared about flowers.

52, forget the sleeves, the soldiers are brave.

53, she smiled, and the whole city blossomed.

54. He was fascinated by one sentence, and his thoughts have been dumped for him all his life.

55. I have experienced ups and downs in different ways, and the gear of fate cannot be reversed.

56. I once paused in singing and looked at the dusk in the distance.

57. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal?

58, ーーっーーーっーーーーーーーーーーーーっ?

You promised me three fireworks, and now there is only one life left.

60. You promised me three times, and now you only leave a memory.

6 1, I will burn the cigarette, and the resentment will be scattered, and the bond will be scattered.

62. I broke my string, twisted my infatuation and twisted my obsession.

63. Fold a peach blossom, but dislike the cockroach she gave you.

64. Who accompanied you to this world, but forgot to promise her a home?

65. The long street is full of fireworks, so you can look back by the light.

66. The pavilions are short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.

67. The wind is blowing, the water is still cold, and warm wine enters the abdomen.

68. Flowers bloom all over the wall, just in time for spring, picking begonia and mandarin ducks.

You can't see it. I missed Chang 'an for you and waited until my hair turned white.

Look at the mess she made for you. Your clothes are a little crimson.

7 1, the wind is blowing, the water is still cold, and the warm wine is in the abdomen.

72. Flowers bloom all over the wall, just in time for spring, picking begonia and mandarin ducks.

We meet by chance, but we can't get together. I hope we can remember each other.

74. Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not. Things have changed, the bright moon is in the sky, and it will last forever.

75. When I appreciate the streamer, I will come to the court and pick up your pearls.

76. Come and lick your black hair when you are free.

77. The wind is blowing, the water is boiling, the flowers are blooming, and the bell is ringing at the corner of the cornice pavilion.

78. I remember when you looked back and smiled, and the whole city was fragrant for a hundred days.

79. A dream she drew at the gate depicts the scenery of a family.

80. In the dream, she played a beautiful string for a long time.

8 1, on the sub-wood, straddled into a mandarin duck, perched on the tree and mourned endlessly.

82. Under the catalpa wood, two places are buried together, and vines are wrapped around the branches, which is endless.

83. Drum, iron hoof, halberd armor and sword shadow stained with blood.

84, nine, win the world, brilliant life, lost to cinnabar, lost to her.

85, this situation is nothing more than fireworks, love to leave a thousand cups of wine, shallow Zhu Yan sleep.

86. Jinghu Lake is low in green clouds, and a beautiful woman thrushes in front of her account. Who is waiting for your return?

87, red beans, blood-stained, but I still listen to the rain outside the window, the rain beat red beans.

88, farewell tactic, fu has been absurd, a moment to fiddle with jade Jue like tears scattered, Jue broken poetry.

89. I have lost several marriages and bid farewell to the long road. All I know is that I have no regrets in my life.

90. For a long-cherished wish of several generations, I stepped over a landscape and found you, but it was hard to meet each other after all.

9 1, light ink and light color, half-opened topic, idiot sigh. Green tea companion, broken pen belongs to residual petal.

92, heavy color, scroll slowly open, watch Korea. Writing in fine print, the pen is magnificent.

93. I want to accompany you to see the hardships of the years. I want to put sunflower petals on your letter and come with the wind.

94. I want to go with you, and I will leave you a message. Put on peach blossom fragrance in March, and as the years go by.

95. Whoever breaks you a new plum and watches the falling snow, remember to put the pearl jade hand gently.

96. Who will give you an ancient sleep? If you don't return to China, a few lines of history can hardly bear the glory of this life.

97. Who doesn't regret your lovesickness? Let it rain outside the curtain, but not see the beauty, only leave the rouge drunk.

98. Who knows that you have been worried for several times, sad or crying. I just hope that no matter how you feel, your heart is the same as mine.

99. Chang 'an hasn't arrived yet, but it is still prosperous. The world is King's Landing, and the palace Qian Qian stands proudly like a dream.

100, Chang' an hasn't arrived yet, the string plays softly, writing a play, staying up all night, brightly lit.

10 1, Taoyuan has not arrived, and it is already ten miles of rosy clouds. The stream is gradually flowing, the golden rice in the field is ripe, and the pavilion is far away.

102, Taoyuan hasn't arrived yet, and the smoke is curling, and people are happy and peaceful. Chai Jing is wearing a cloth skirt and linen, and she is happy and dependent.

103, Jiangnan didn't arrive, but I saw a plain-skirt beauty, a gentleman in white, winding water in the cloister and ferrying to Pingping.

104, before Jiangnan arrived, the tea shop at the end of the street stood in the forest, and the dream was floating. The bluestone moss is dyed green and the mist is light.

105, who are you? Without silence, blue clothes, clear eyebrows and light eyes, bangs half cover the face, slender fingertips, fate.

106, who are you? You are innocent, dressed in white, with bright eyes and white teeth, hiding a mask of worry, and an innocent smile, which is wrapped around people's hearts.

Gentle sentences

1, if I see you again, how can I greet you with silence after many years? Tears?

2. I am alone waiting for the cycle of years and the dream of a thousand years. Looking back suddenly, the flower of youth lost its heart in the misty rain, but found its soul in the warm sunshine. Finally realized the long-buried heart. So, I smiled gently.

3. Conclusion: Life is like a dream, and the years are ruthless. Looking back suddenly, it is a feeling to find that people are alive. Rich or poor, regardless of gains or losses. Everything is in the past. Think about it, no matter yesterday, today and tomorrow, it's a wonderful day to be suddenly enlightened. There is a feeling, a concern, which will not change because of too long time and too far away. It's true feelings and affection, and it's a kind of sincerity that pays without asking for anything in return!

4, picked up the traces of years, too many heavy bundles, this is your first departure in life, and you have to start walking calmly, shallow, faint, calm and quiet. I began to know how to be grateful and appreciate all the efforts. Leave a simple gesture for people and things that are not worth it. Some people say goodbye casually, while others never see it again, but it is still cloudy after the storm.

Since we can't recover the lost years, why not give up the forbearance of the past? Since I think the future time is ethereal, why can't I cherish today? Since we know that dreams are the hope of tomorrow, why not work hard now? Since life can't get everything you want, why can't you tear down the barriers of the soul? Since there are always ups and downs in life, why not set up a bank for a rainy day as soon as possible? ..... cherish the present, get out of the trough, believe in yourself and create miracles.

6. Days slip away from me like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea. My days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.

7. I stand on the other side, but I can't touch the real temperature anymore. Years slowly solidified and melted, and finally left no trace, along the unforgettable thoughts of you, through the crowded dusk. Bow your head silently and walk slowly. Who told me to stop those faces that emerged in the crowd?

8. Memory is like a tree. Years cover you like annual rings, and so does life. If one day, you want to see the original pure appearance, you must open the annual rings that have already been integrated into the skin. This is an unforgettable memory. Seize the soil of dreams, turn the seeds of memory into towering trees and experience spring, summer, autumn and winter. Wake up the bud of memory in the wind and rain, and continue the beauty to the next spring.

9. Looking back at the years when you were there, the moment of youth fell on the patch of the wound, missing like the sea, accumulating in time, swept by the wind every night, floating in the dark night sky, and staying in the world I made for you.

10, miss every night, grow old slowly, and spend the twilight years between lovers. After a long separation, we get together less, and a thousand words pile up. People who want to cry are old. Can the shores of the Milky Way be as old as ever? Acacia is not over, and magpies begin to make trouble. What a pity! What a pity! The water is surging ... after all, it's just a legend. Who can shake it?

1 1. Think of the past years as beautiful scenery that cannot be touched. A wisp of green hair is wrapped around your fingertips, caressing a bright moon for you and sending you a thousand miles of acacia. Your beautiful face transcends the glitz in the red dust. Jiang Feng caught fire, worried about the end of the world, and trivial memories were collected in an unreachable time and space. In the yellowed scroll, there is a poem with floral fragrance. Your hair, however, sneaked into my soul under the encouragement of the wind, and there were countless feelings around.

12, open the window of memory and browse the wounds carved by the years. Poetry and tears, how much life is bitter, there is nowhere to be sad. They say life is like a book. When it is opened and closed, it doesn't matter what is inside, what matters is discovery. The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, when the soul is in the brightest mood, embrace poetry affectionately; When the lines you miss gradually fill your heart, like tea, fragrant, bitter and sweet, the only thing to do at this time is to share them with you in beautiful sentences. ...

13, annual rings are the memories left by years to trees, and wrinkles are the vicissitudes left by years to mankind. Time passes quietly in the cycle of hourglass, and flowers bloom and fall. Year after year, no matter how things change, please don't wrinkle your aging heart.

14, time flies like an hourglass, taking away our youth and our years, leaving a touch of sadness. Who sings softly in the wind, flies away with wings, time and thieves? Looking back, I was already an octogenarian.

15, there must be such a person, waiting somewhere and in a certain era.

16, we are ups and downs in the river of years, sometimes thousands of miles downstream, sometimes rocks hinder the beach from running aground, and sometimes rapids linger around. Sometimes I feel rich, but when I think about it in the dead of night, how many things can I really catch? Sometimes I feel full, but I can look back at the end. Loneliness and loneliness are the background walls that whitewash our lives. In fact, there is no need to be too demanding in life, as long as you don't lose yourself easily.

17, years pass by inadvertently. Behind every hurried figure, my father's caring eyes are getting farther and farther, and my mother's familiar words are gradually forgotten. When you are physically and mentally exhausted, stop and read a warm story in a book, and you will have a moving heartbeat.

Those gentle sentences

Those gentle sentences

First, we are floating and bumping in the river of years, sometimes traveling thousands of miles downstream, sometimes rocks hinder the beach from running aground, and sometimes rapids linger around. Sometimes I feel rich, but when I think about it in the dead of night, how many things can I really catch? Sometimes I feel full, but I can look back at the end. Loneliness and loneliness are the background walls that whitewash our lives. In fact, there is no need to be too demanding in life, as long as you don't lose yourself easily.

Second, don't always talk about sadness. Everyone has his own story.

Third, the traces of years picked up are too heavy to be bound. This is my first life trip, and I also want to start walking calmly, shallowly, lightly and calmly. I began to know how to be grateful and appreciate all the efforts. Leave a simple gesture for people and things that are not worth it. Some people say goodbye casually, while others never see it again, but it is still cloudy after the storm.

Fourth, I'm not greedy, I don't wait. I found the right person, and I decided.

In the past, there was an ancient city. In an old site of the city, there lived an old man, humming old songs, waiting for the desolation in the old sunshine.

If I see you again, after many years, how can I greet you with silence? Tears?

Seventh, is there anyone who, like me, insists on a result that does not exist?

8. Memory is like a tree. Years cover you like rings, and so does life. If one day, you want to see the original pure appearance, you must open the annual rings that have already been integrated into the skin. This is an unforgettable memory. Seize the soil of dreams, turn the seeds of memory into towering trees and experience spring, summer, autumn and winter. Wake up the bud of memory in the wind and rain, and continue the beauty to the next spring.

A woman's greatest pride is not how outstanding she looks, but how much her man loves her.

Ten, there must be another me in the world, doing what I want to do but dare not do.

Eleven, a person's life is destined to meet two people, a stunning time, a gentle years.

Twelve, after all, we are so good at comforting others that we lose our sense of proportion when it's our turn.

Thirteen, I wait for the cycle of years alone, waiting for the dream of a thousand years. Looking back suddenly, the flower of youth lost its heart in the misty rain, but found its soul in the warm sunshine. Finally realized the long-buried heart. So, I smiled gently.

Fourteen, life is so short, why let unimportant people affect their important mood?

Fifteen, feelings are sometimes just a person's business. It has nothing to do with anyone. Love, or not love, can only end by itself.

Sixteen, I stand on the other side, but I can't touch the real temperature anymore. Years slowly solidified and melted, and finally left no trace, along the unforgettable thoughts of you, through the crowded dusk. Bow your head silently and walk slowly. Who told me to stop those faces that emerged in the crowd?

Seventeen, it turns out that some people you think are very important will never contact you if you don't contact them.

Sometimes doing everything for one person is better than doing nothing for others.

Nineteen, so persistent love you, out of love, or unwilling.

If you really care about me enough, then you can always find time to accompany me, no excuses, no lies, no promises that cannot be fulfilled.

What saddens me more than losing you is that you didn't try to be with me.

Twenty-two, conclusion: life is like a dream, and the years are ruthless. Looking back suddenly, it is a feeling to find that people are alive. Rich or poor, regardless of gains or losses. Everything is in the past. Think about it, no matter yesterday, today and tomorrow, it is a beautiful day to be suddenly enlightened. There is a feeling, a concern, which will not change because of too long time and too far away. It's true feelings and affection, and it's a kind of sincerity that pays without asking for anything in return!

Twenty-three, listening to you say good night before going to bed every night belongs to me, the simplest and lasting happiness.

Twenty-four, love is a blend of each other rather than unrequited love, love is a hundred flavors but not all sweet.

Twenty-five, sometimes, you have to let go to understand whether it is really worth having.

If I say I want to be alone, I need you more than ever.

The world is small, so we met. The world is so big, it's hard to see you again without you.

Twenty-eight, always can't find a correct outlet to vent all the depression in my heart.

Twenty-nine, there must be such a person, waiting somewhere and in a certain era.

30. True love needs to wait. Anyone can say that they love you, but not everyone can wait for you.

Please remember: when the pain of persistence is greater than the pain of giving up, it is time to let go.

Thirty-two, annual rings are the memories left by years to trees, and wrinkles are the vicissitudes left by years to mankind. Time passes quietly in the cycle of hourglass, and flowers bloom and fall. Year after year, no matter how things change, please don't wrinkle your aging heart.

33. You are my beginning and end. You are everything to me, from beginning to end.

Thirty-four, if you care, you will think. If you don't care, you won't even think.

Thirty-five years old, thinking every night, getting old, and spending my twilight years among lovers. After a long separation, we get together less, and a thousand words pile up. People who want to cry are old. Can the shores of the Milky Way be as old as ever? Acacia is not over, and magpies begin to make trouble. What a pity! What a pity! After all, the surging water is just a legend. Who can shake it?

Thirty-six, open the window of memory and browse the wounds carved by the years. Poetry and tears, how much life is bitter, there is nowhere to be sad. They say life is like a book. When it is opened and closed, the content inside is not important, what matters is discovery. The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, when the soul is in the brightest mood, embrace poetry affectionately; When the lines you miss gradually fill your heart, like tea, fragrant and lingering, bitter and sweet, the only thing to do at this time is to share them with you in beautiful sentences.

If you start to miss me, remember, I didn't leave by myself, you let go.

Thirty-eight, there is a person in my heart, which is a collection, so it fills the gap in life. The sun is far away, but there must be a sun.

Anything can make you shrink back, but it's not my love.

I am who I am. What do you think of me? I don't need it, and I don't need it. (making sentences)

Think of the past years as beautiful scenery that cannot be touched. A wisp of green hair is wrapped around your fingertips, caressing a bright moon for you and sending you a thousand miles of acacia. Your beautiful face transcends the glitz in the red dust. Jiang Feng caught fire, worried about the end of the world, and trivial memories were collected in an unreachable time and space. In the yellowed scroll, there is a poem with floral fragrance. Those gentle sentences. Your hair, however, sneaked into my soul under the encouragement of the wind, and there were countless feelings around.

Forty-two years have passed inadvertently. Behind every hurried figure, my father's caring eyes are getting farther and farther, and my mother's familiar words are gradually forgotten. When you are physically and mentally exhausted, stop and read a warm story in a book, and you will have a moving heartbeat.

Forty-three, think of the past years as beautiful scenery that cannot be touched. A wisp of green hair is wrapped around your fingertips, caressing a bright moon for you and sending you a thousand miles of acacia. Your beautiful face transcends the glitz in the red dust. Jiang Feng caught fire, worried about the end of the world, and trivial memories were collected in an unreachable time and space. In the yellowed scroll, there is a poem with floral fragrance. Your hair, however, sneaked into my soul under the encouragement of the wind, and there were countless feelings around.

Forty-four, you will always hide in the deepest part of my memory, a corner I can't even touch myself.

45. Since we can't recover the lost years, why not give up the forbearance of the past? Since I think the future time is ethereal, why can't I cherish today? Since we know that dreams are the hope of tomorrow, why not work hard now? Since life can't get everything you want, why can't you tear down the barriers of the soul? Since there are always ups and downs in life, why not set up a bank for a rainy day as soon as possible? Cherish the present, get out of the downturn, believe in yourself and create miracles.

Forty-six, time flies like an hourglass, taking away our youth, and our years have left a touch of sadness. Who sings softly in the wind and flies away, time, thief? Looking back, I was already an octogenarian.

47. Looking back at those years when you were there, the moment of youth fell on the wound, and the thoughts were like the sea, piled up in time, swept by the wind every night, and floated in the dark night sky, leaving me in the world for you.

Your hand is the warmth of the whole city that I can't touch, and my heart is the chaos that you don't know.

1. My tears stayed and watered the soft grass below. I don't know if there will be memories and sadness in the next year.

2. Why do you have to go along with an improper relationship? What you really need is someone who how bright will hug you no matter the lights.

The worst thing in love is probably that your understanding only touched you.

If I wasn't my own audience, I thought I was in love with him.

5. Being sensible is not innate. A person is willing to give himself just because of love.

There are so many inappropriateness in the world, that's just an excuse for you to politely refuse me.

7. When a love story has turned into a lie, why force it to be perfunctory.

8. The pillow is full of moldy dreams, and the dreams are full of people who can't get it.

9. Your hand is the warmth of the whole city that I can't touch, and my heart is the chaos that you don't know.

10. I can be wronged to death and tell you with a smile that I am fine and happy.

1 1. If you are unhappy, try to laugh. At least you will not feel so sad if you try to smile.

12. You pushed away everyone around you, and you said you were lonely.

13. Do you know that I am becoming sentimental now? This is all because of you.

14. A wild animal was injured. It can hide itself in a cave, then lick its wounds and insist on it, but once asked, it can't stand it.

15. We live in this world, not to please anyone, nor to satisfy everyone.