Poetry is beautiful and ancient (99 selected sentences)

1, thousands of miles to bury flowers, Xu Hua.

2. When you think of beauty, it's like a year.

3, a word is not a joke, a word waits for a hundred years.

4. Mo Jun is whistling in the wind and rain, and the phoenix is turning green.

5, good at accepting, aloof, sweet, sincere, delicate and even bloody.

I want to hang a bow on a white horse, where there is no spring breeze.

7, Bai Yutang autumn wind, thorns full pavilion you know.

8. Where does the soul go in the dream? Let's count the autumn, tears will disappear.

9. I still remember laughing and laughing with you. Why not?

10, weak water 3 thousand, red makeup ten miles, only pity my heart and give it to Lang, not you.

1 1, jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons"

12, jade does not peck, abrasive; People don't learn or know. -Book of Rites

13, a performer for Junlun, dancing for thousands of years, laughing for Bojun, hiding his face and tasting tears alone.

14, I can't go if I want to, but I can swim for a long time. When to return to Japan, rain and tears are lonely.

15, I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. You accidentally drank my foot washing water.

16. Even if an absolute beauty is good at long-sleeved dancing, she only smiles for you.

17, the drunken soul wants to chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool it tonight. -Cai Songnian's "Partridge Day"

18, turn around, a ray of Leng Xiang is far away, and the snow is deep and smiling. In the afterlife, is it possible to cross the male and female servants?

19, looking for Li's soul is thin and the leaves are withered. The world is home, and the mountains are green.

20, maple dream and players, guitar songs have sounded. Shells and stars think about Xiaojun day and night. Love you forever ...

2 1, I hope, I met my son, * * * after several spring and autumn. However, fate has passed, but Haitang is old.

22. If you cry to others, others won't help you wipe your tears. But to laugh at others at will.

23. I suddenly dream in the middle of the night, but it's hard to sit down and sigh. I don't know who the moon rises, but I am lighter than acacia.

24. There are seven new plums planted by the pool. I want to check them when they are in flower. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.

25. Boil a pot of landscape and pour a farewell song; Taste a cloud of water and Zen, and experience flowers blooming and falling.

26, the branches are clear and true, and the fragrance reflects the jade wheel. If you don't compete with others, you will only love your lover in winter.

27, weaving clouds and dreams, looking through rivers and mountains. The fate of the afterlife must be remembered, and the West Lake is rowing hand in hand.

28. When we get together, my youth carries your publicity and goes our separate ways. I hope you will have a better life than the ends of the earth.

29, flowers bloom only for the butterfly love fragrance, pieces of residual red and dark with injuries. The past is like a dream, reminiscing about life and locking the window.

30. Looking back at that year, plain clothes was shocked by the years and danced with sleeves ... Looking back, I was stained with frost and missed you ~ ~

3 1, endless acacia blood and tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. -Clear. Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Poems

32. I don't know the soul, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? -Tang Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown".

33. A gentleman's righteousness is quality, righteousness is heavy, righteousness is light, righteousness is proud, and righteousness is humiliating. -Lu Jiuyuan's With Guo Bangyi

34. Facts have proved that the quality of the old valley trees is very guaranteed. This dark thing is indeed the Crystal Palace in the East China Sea Water County.

35. You are a rock, and you are a reed. I don't know if there is any lingering love in this world, but I hope I can still believe it.

36. Jun is always leaving. In spring, a hymn was sung, which dried up the green Yang Hong medicine beside Baqiao Bridge, leaving only monotonous autumn.

37. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -"Li Si" Yuan Zhen

38. The stars laugh so happily, tears line up, biting melancholy tears, telling their worries and the sound of the wind, as if your whisper lingers in your ears.

39, wine curling wins the tour, this year happy to live up to the Mid-Autumn Festival. Therefore, people are willing to take care of crazy people like the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Mid-Autumn Festival by Dai Fugu in Southern Song Dynasty

40. This time, the male and female servants left Jun, whether it was wind, rain or night. You smiled, the male and female servants waved their hands, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

4 1. You missed the flowering period when you came, so let this feeling be sealed in your heart. Sometimes, it's not as good as a flash in the pan.

42. Pay attention to the clouds going up the mountain, and the wind is moving. Affectionate flowers are like rain, and I hate nightmares. It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, but we will meet again in the deep spring. Looking at the sky beside the column, the mountains dissolve the moon.

43. Autumn in the north is lonely, and it will be cold in a foreign land. Watching each other climb high, I'm still afraid of breaking my heart. One dream of sweet-scented osmanthus, two lovesickness grows. Yueben pity me for being drunk and falling asleep with you.

44. Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

45. Bring a breeze, ease your troubles and turn into a flower in silence; Twist a touch of feelings, exile thoughts, pure as the moon; Drinking a glass of turbid wine is extremely life-threatening and indifferent to water.

46. Weaver embroidered brocade, cowherd looks forward to it. Queqiao River frame, short Tanabata. May love last forever, and the moon will last forever. I want the Milky Way to die, so that the two stars will be clean forever!

47. Install traffic lights at intersections to guide cars and the elderly. There are cars all over the street, and the frightened aunts are shaking all over. I advise you to be a watchman, not for your children and grandchildren.

48. Happiness comes from the East and goes to heaven! When you come to Thailand, you will rekindle your ambition, cherish your time and diligence, and show your infinite elegance. I wish you a step by step promotion and a brighter career!

49. If memories can be drunk, the past can be a hangover. When you wake up, the sky is clear and the wind is crisp, but after all, you can't use a reed on both sides of time, Watari Wataru. I know what you mean. have no use for

50. People can't stay. Get drunk and stop Lanzhou. A beautiful spring road. Where Xiaoying is crying. The willows on the ferry are green. Branches, leaves, leaves, feelings. Since then, the brocade book has not been sent, and the painting building is unfounded.

5 1, flowers like Iraq. Liu Siyi. Flowers and willows leave young people. Bow your head and cry. East of the Yangtze River. The Yangtze River. Yuanyang flies on both sides of the strait. When shall we meet? -"Sauvignon Blanc" Ouyang Xiu

52. Year after year, ups and downs; Day after day, the sun rises and sets. My friend's love penetrated into my heart. On the occasion of the Spring Festival, I would like to offer you a cup of spring wine, wishing you health and happiness!

53. With the sound of firecrackers, I miss you deeply. I sent a glass of Tu Su wine and a greeting. Send a message for you, cry for your hometown by the fire on New Year's Eve, and get ahead in the new year!

Dancing on Christmas Eve at the age of 54. Heart to heart, always accompanied. The north wind is blowing, snowflakes are floating, snowflakes are floating, and Christmas is coming. Blessings turn into auspicious words. May you always laugh. Santa Claus tells you not to laugh off your big teeth.

55, knowing that acacia is useless, but it is difficult to understand acacia! When all sentient beings seem heartless, the oblique wind goes to Ogawa Zhuhu. If I ask you if you know the situation at this time, I am afraid that my dream soul will live elsewhere. I have nothing to say to all my hearts, but I wish you countless good dreams!

56. Summer is coming, the sun is very hot and the temperature is very high. Text messages send friendship around, and greetings and blessings are earnest. Cool with you, thousands of miles away, the more you text Qian Shan, the more cheerful and cool you are. The breeze blows in your face and the rain moistens your arms. May you be safe!

57. Without water, there is no road to doubt, and there is another village. God won't close one door, but he will open another. As long as you have confidence, you will be able to get out of the predicament and reap success. I wish you regain your confidence, get out of your confusion and create your own happy life!

58. Every time the partridge removes the spring mud, the birds dance among the flowers. No matter how old people are, the east wind is still cold outside the door. It's easy to cast a hairpin, but it's difficult to stop. The deer door is not closed. I admire you for feeling lifeless early and seeing through Conan's dream.

59. Small red print. Say it's even. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out. The setting sun leans on the west wing alone. The distant mountain is opposite the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward. -"Two Songs of Qingping Music" Song-Yan Shu

60, a generation is a couple for a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? It's easier to paddle to the blue bridge than to run medicine to the blue ocean. If you visit Oxford, you will forget poverty. ◇ Nalan Rong Ruo (Qing) "Flower Hall Spring"

6 1, faint moonlight, frosty pulse first, geese flying south miss dragons; It's cool in winter, and frost flowers are flying everywhere. I sincerely wish you a sweet smell. A friend's love is eternal and can warm his heart in the cold season. I wish you happiness, health, happiness and good luck.

62. Grave robbing is not sightseeing, poetry or embroidery. It is impossible to be so elegant, so leisurely, so affectionate and silent, so that heaven and earth are close. Grave robbing is a technology, a technology of destruction.

63. The wind is blowing, birds are singing, and depressed hearts are relaxing. The car is ready, people are laughing, and the beautiful life is screaming. Walking and jumping all the way, the feeling of traveling is really wonderful. Tourism day is coming, I wish you a good journey, a good journey.

64. There are many flowers in this life, and you and I are separated. The next robbery, the love of life and death, will not stay with you forever. Born again, the grave was full of sadness, so I drank a bowl of Mengpo soup and left. Another year, it's hard to find a bosom friend, so why wait for a thousand years to meet?

65. I just want to smile at the flowers when I wake up, and I just want to sleep on the flowers when I am drunk. There is always too much pressure in life, either it overwhelms you or you lift it. See through a lot of things, but don't say it, as long as you know it, there is no need to say it.

66. When will this love last? Affected Wan Liyun in the sky. Clouds used to be swallows, but now everyone is a dreamer. Where do you want to find snow? Float catkins to offer sacrifices to the fragrant soul. Sacrifice the fragrant soul for another spring, but there is still no green silk skirt. -"Green Luo Skirt" Shao Xi for two years

67. The smoke is warm and the rain is early, and the yard is full of flowers. Picking a pair of red beans, he lowered his head and said the undercurrent of tears. People go like spring break, and wine makes stones very well. Don't worry about someone crossing peach leaves, boating, a kind of smoke wave. Nalan Xingde in Nanxiangzi

68. Dark clouds are overwhelming the city. In autumn, the horn sounded all over the sky, and the rouge stopped the night purple. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death. The bow should be the hardest, and the archer should shoot the longest.

69. A snowflake condensed the whole winter; A dead leaf hangs down with infinite thoughts; A cloud, lingering in the blue sky; A ray of sunshine warms your heart; A greeting, I only wish you happiness and peace. Slight cold solar terms, may you take care!

70. I spent half my life chasing you, waiting for your lonely figure to return to Luoyang. Fireworks are shining in your eyes, boundless, colder than a thousand years of snow. I lost your Suzhou and Hangzhou in thousands of beautiful places in Qian Qian. I cherish you as usual and respect you like everyone else.

7 1, poetry ancient rhyme silver bed drops green old, autumn sweeps powder. There is a lot of money in the incense shop. Why can't you hate it when you pick it up? The cloister is full of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely. Ten years' journey and ten years' heart. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

72. The crescent moon is like an eyebrow. Who teaches playing the flute under the moon? The building leans against the dusk clouds and sees the geese flying south. People who walk on the road will go home after the geese. //I want to dream of that moment. I don't know the way to Guanshan in my dream. But it should be too late to wait for a short book to break the enemy. When it is a cool jade pillow. ◇ Yan (Northern Song Dynasty) Nanxiangzi

73. Orchids are full of fragrance. If you don't accept it, you will be hurt. Today's rotation is natural. I travel everywhere, day after day, year after year. Ice and snow trade, wheat prosperity. If the child doesn't hurt, I won't die. There are lush wild oats and wild oats. A gentleman hurts it, but a gentleman prevents it.

74, life is alive, as a bosom friend. Without a confidant, I feel very lonely. In order to be a bosom friend, I once set foot in Qian Shan and took Wan Li Road. I'm sorry that no one knows me and no one understands me. It's hard, but nothing is better than my parents not knowing my heart. Who can understand me? My heart is lonely. Confidante? He jun is also?

75, beautiful ancient rhyme lonely fireworks soul drunk, singing, midnight break. A little bit of star frost is as cold as water. Do tired visitors from other places know if they have come back? Still wandering sleepless, every night, how many lovesickness falls. How expensive the spring breeze of lavender is, and the time is empty and haggard. New Year's Eve.

76, blue sky, yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. (Fan Zhongyan)

77. I have sailed on the river with yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! . -Don Wang Wei's Qingxi

78, the threshold chrysanthemum sorrow smoke blue tears, Luo curtain light cold, swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. I wanted to send colorful stationery, without a ruler, mountains and rivers know far where. -The Recent Flowers-Northern Song Dynasty-Yan Shu

79, ask the world, what is love, teach life and death? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence: Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Muxue, who are you only looking at? -Yuan Haowen's "Fishing and Qiu Yan Ci"

80. Fog and rain are blowing from the east, and the wheels make a faint thunder on the other side of Furong Pool. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! -Li Shangyin "Untitled" A misty rain blew from the east in the late Tang Dynasty

8 1, air-cooled, pink, fragrant array day by day. New wine adds residual wine, and this spring will not reduce the previous spring resentment. Butterflies go to the songbirds, but there is nowhere to fly. You can't see the letter from Pisces in the tall building across the water. The waves in the disturbance layer are horizontal, and the sunset is only near dusk. —————————— Yan's "The Recent Flowers"

82. Mountains have no edges, rivers are endless, East Lei Zhen, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth are in harmony, dare to make a decision with you. Trouble is short-lived, frustration is temporary. Let bygones be bygones. I believe it will be sunny after the storm. I hope we can race against time and share the pressure together.

83. Liang Zhu became a butterfly that really loves each other; Love is deeply hidden in the song of everlasting regret; On the banks of the Wujiang River, Chu resigned and Xiang Yu moved; On the head of the Yangtze River, Li Zhiyi, with Jun * * *, drinks the Yangtze River water; There are Liu Yong, Feng Xiao and the waning moon on the shore of Liu Yang. You and I are destined to be together, and we will never leave each other in this life. I love you on May 20th.

84. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are four long seasons. Don't panic when summer comes. The beauty of three summers is endless, as long as you have patience. Liu Huai became rainy and dusty, and cherry cheese tasted new; An egret flies over the quiet swamp and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer; Feng shui is mixed, and the empty mountain is like playing the piano. I wish you a happy and good mood and a refreshing sense of security in summer.

85. I am in front of you. You are a foreigner in my eyes. If you can jump out and be your friend with peace of mind, I will only remember you as you were. White is better than snow, and it is the crown of three beams. If you can't jump out, dear, please fall in love with me in the world of mortals. 30,000 drunk laughs with you and leaves without complaint.

86. Jun asked that the return date had not yet arrived, and Anxi argued for Tieguanyin; If the sky is sentimental and old, Biluochun will not forget; A river flows eastward, preferring to bend rather than bend the Taiping monkey; An De Qian Lou, Xiang Gao loves Mao Jian for a long time; The earth endures, and the sky endures; Sometimes the two will eventually end, with endless aftertaste, drinking bitter ding; I will never regret that my belt has widened. The fragrance of jasmine is intoxicating.

87. Bees surround the butterfly array with flowers to express greetings and blessings. A begonia is bright red, just like a smiling face. The beauty of the two azaleas is boundless, just as the family is silent. Three peach blossom powder flowers are beautiful, just like knowing each other in this life. Four flowers, five flowers, six or seven flowers, for your happiness. A flower, a feeling, a happy life.

88, a lifetime, a lifetime; Two reincarnation, finally, in exchange for happiness with you. Therefore, looking forward to the rest of my life, I can have a dull companion, which is joy. All I want is simply leaning against the building to listen to the wind and rain, just overlooking the ordinary roads in the rivers and lakes, just laughing at the calm of the misty rain. For you, the land is designated as a prison, and you are alone in a sentimental attachment.

89. In the dream, whose Yu Di is lingering and whose song is melodious? The sound of the wind is like the sound of nature on the earth. The echo drops from the running water, crosses the mountains and falls in the wind hundreds of times. The slightest tenderness is like a flower falling all over the sky. The petals float across the beauty and fall on the pillow, melting into thousands in the dream. When you listen to forget yourself, three points of water and seven points of spring scenery, and the wine is very sweet.

90. A river is exhausted, and the dream of red dust covers the night. I'm tired of thousands of things, so let me find them. Want to look back and smile, full of water. To express his melancholy, he wrote a book. It is hard to accept, and the piano appeals like running water. Don't worry about the past, it's hard to stay. Go, it's harder to collect? Lonely boudoir hates longer; Dreams revolve around the soul in vain. There is no gathering in this life.

9 1. That man has never left his uniform since he became king. Half-life in the battlefield, suddenly slightly frosty, healthy body, heart has been destroyed. Accompanying him for half his life turned out to be wishful thinking. It was the night I wanted to leave quietly. I didn't want that person to wear a simple suit and open his lips with a smile: how can I beat the love of the hatchback? What does it matter to me that this country lacks you? If you want to go, you dare not return alone, just hope to follow.

92. Boldness is Ming Che's eyes, an open instrument, and the neglect and forgetting of trifles is a hearty satisfaction. Bold can also be a son who is infatuated with him. He has worked hard for half his life and has a good life. Only an unrestrained woman who can let go can have such a hot love and make her forget me. -Hong Yan "starts with respecting yourself who has accomplished nothing"

93. A heart sound washes away the dust in the world. A wisp of flower soul, intoxicated in aesthetic sadness. An encounter poured out mountains and rivers. One thought is persistent, and love is divided into life and death. Ming Che, the spring water, is blue and has poured a lot of heart into it. Finger red dust, after a thousand generations, turned into sorrow. I hope to win a heart and never leave each other. Listen to the flowers, waiting for you for a thousand years. Suddenly looking back, the other shore bloomed and the fragrance filled Xue Hai.

94. Looking back suddenly, I can't bear to miss the past. Since I left, I have dimmed the prosperity of this world, leaving only a few lonely shadows, and I was stunned by the moonlight. A love that consumes everything lacks people's appreciation. Who can lead the world of mortals to fly alone? Lonely and haggard, I looked at my sword sadly. On the way, I didn't see the trace of plain clothes again. Swallow in front of the hall, soaked in misty rain, singing the moon flying alone, lotus under the moon, clearing ripples, swinging mud, people in the building, dyeing acacia.

95, the east wind in March Jiangnan, Yingfeicao long fireworks chaos. Tired of visitors, wandering in other places, late at night. The rivers in China are full of tears. Sighing about the past of the Six Dynasties, sighing about helplessness. Emperor Cangwu, when will you come back? Who is arbitrary about Gan Kun? It's hard to tell a temple from a ghost. Who is living in Chixian now, extravagant? For the official's right, the rich are slightly inferior, and Shu Ren was killed. I am so generous, I can't rush, and my dream is gone.

96. I am in decline. I've lived for a long time, and all my friends are gone. There are only a few left. My white hair hangs down in thousands of feet, smiling at everything in the world. What can make the public happy? I see how charming the green hills are, and I expect them to be so. My feelings and looks are slightly similar. I scratched my head at the east window. I want to be far-sighted and stop dreaming. At this point, I am deeply interested.

97. Autumn is divided into three parts, one is falling flowers and the other is the world of mortals. It is a vain dream to ponder over it carefully. Lonely lamp shadow, Leng Yue is like frost. When I dream about it, my tears will flow lightly, like watery eyes, my lips will light up and a melody will intoxicate me. Spring has gone, autumn will be over, how sad the wind and rain are, geese return to the south, people do not return, and rain falls in the depths of falling flowers. Looking back, it seems that the road is bleak, the night rain is dim and the light will be very low. Just a few ethereal dreams outside the dream, and how much sorrow.

98. My long-cherished wish is faint and hard to read. Who is hesitating in the world of mortals? Under the moon, silently remember your feelings. Gently brush away those unforgettable and scarred footprints, set foot on the pen tip and sprinkle the vicissitudes of life. We met a month ago, and now we are tolerant and lonely, and the faint fragrance pays for the uncompleted building. Vague gestures like yesterday, thousands of stacks of plain notes became inscriptions, but books fell into obscurity. The noise is getting farther and farther, and there is no persistence. What's more, when will Xie Chunhong and Qian Feng return to the pavilion? Looking forward to, wandering, deep and lonely.

99. The plain pen twists flowers, and the red note is tender, dreamy, sad and disillusioned. I am full of paper, turning the years into dust and recording the beauty of my life. The most beautiful thing is the white that beats in front of the window at night, like snow and frost. The most unforgettable thing is the plain clothes woman sitting in the west downstairs, who is as quiet as a bright flower and moves freely. The saddest thing is that under the candlelight window, I think of the old man dreaming of a gentleman, and the rain rises in the autumn pool at night, and the night is hurt, and the rain is cold. Only she knows best.