Short sentences with poetic ideas

1. Ancient poetic sentences or poems

1. I will give you three lives of fireworks in exchange for your confusion for the rest of your life.

2. I am young and my time is spent. 3. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back. The pavilion is short and the world is rolling. I sigh again.

4. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, and they were in a trance. 5. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only blood was left to dye the ink and cry in the grave. 6. The boundless earth can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall.

Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. 7. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.

8. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. 9. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.

10. Listen to the strings break and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.

If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. 11. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.

12. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

13. In the past, there were high-rise 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. 14. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. 16. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; in three lives, the clouds and sunshine wax and wane, and there is a moment of joy and sorrow.

17. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. 18. Like flowers and beautiful families, years pass by like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning.

19. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. 20. 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. 2. Poetic sentences

1) In the starry night, the moon stream sheds a ray of light, illuminating the people wandering in the dark night. Each teardrop is the realization of nature, the peace of life, indifference and silence.

2) The evening breeze caressed my cheek softly, causing my hair to flutter, causing the clothes on my body to sway in the wind. Wisps of warm moonlight fell from the sky and surrounded me tightly.

3) Under the moon, the mountains are rolling and full of cherry blossoms. Sitting on the wall of the old castle, this scene is also mesmerizing. The breeze blows, the trees stand upright without trembling, and the cherry blossoms on the tree sway with the wind, rise and dance with the wind. What embellishes this chaotic moonlit night are these bloody cherry blossoms.

4) In the haze, the girl's face is looming. In the silence, it is as if you can hear the crisp and rhythmic footsteps. With the rise and fall of the music, the white jade-like clothes corners He also appears and disappears from time to time, as if he is holding a string of beautiful notes, but that person is in the dim light, mysterious, but also beautiful, and it is indeed a beautiful picture.

5) Beautiful music is played from the night. You hold the pipa in your arms, half-hiding your face, and smile shyly at me. Your moving waist seems to be moving on the shore of the lake, just like you. The beautiful reflection melts in the summer night, sitting in the quiet moonlight. 3. Beautiful sentences about missing someone

1. Do you know what it feels like to miss someone? It’s like drinking a large glass of ice water and then shedding hot tears for a long, long time.

2. Different times, different places, different people, the only things that are the same are you and me; time is changing, space is changing, and the only thing that remains unchanged is my infinite longing for you!

3. We put down our dignity, personality, and stubbornness just because we can’t let go of one person.

4. The words that once touched your heart: If love can be explained, vows can be modified. What if the encounter between you and me could be rearranged. Then life will be easier. If one day, I can finally forget you. However, this is no casual tale. It is not a drama that will be performed only tomorrow.

I can't find the original manuscript, and then erase you with one stroke.

5. A beautiful lover is one who loves someone intimately, is intimate, loves each other, has no complaints or regrets, and cares for each other. As long as there is love and affection, wherever you stand, you are standing in the Garden of Eden. Spending every day of Valentine's Day is poetic and picturesque. Every space is filled with sunshine and rain, and it lasts forever, warm and bright, everywhere.

6. There is an umbrella that has been held up for a long time, but it still refuses to close when the rain stops; there is a bouquet of flowers that has been smelled for a long time, and it withers but refuses to be thrown away; when the sun sets and rises again, Everything has changed; everything that should go has already gone; what should stay, has not stayed; it was time that did not wait for me, or you, you forgot to take me away; what I once thought would last forever turned out to be just a misunderstanding. Field; our love can never withstand the passage of time.

7. We are afraid of time, but we don’t know how joyful it is to be alive. We think survival is meaningless, but many people are struggling between life and death. When will we be grateful for everything we have?

8. Once a woman falls in love with a man, it is like a glass of poisoned wine given to her. She is willing to drink it in the most beautiful posture, surrendering all her heart, no matter life or death!

9. In fact, I have been waiting by your side, waiting for you to lean on my shoulder and say, will there come a day when your tenderness belongs to me, and I will not make you sad anymore, let you The tears will flow again!

10. In this mortal world, how many unforgettable relationships can we have? If you love it, love it. If you don't love it, let it go. If you let it go, let it go. Even if your heart is cold and your days are like summer flowers, find someone worthy and fall in love with you!

11. The so-called perfection only exists in the plot. Because it is not aesthetic, we will pursue it hard. Because it is not aesthetic, we know that there is another thing called hope. In fact, love cannot be greedy and does not require perfection in love. It only seeks reality. A real and down-to-earth love is the correct emotional attitude.

12. A mountain can’t separate two people from missing each other, and a world can’t separate them from each other without words. I will miss you for three lifetimes, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, and bury myself in the mountain. Between your bones, listen quietly to the trickling water, and the gentle breeze dancing with the falling flowers! Listen to the wind sing, it can't finish my lifelong longings, and the long flowing water can't finish my lifetime love!

13. Life is like this. No matter whether you have caught it or gone away, those things cannot leave. Although some things cannot be looked back, some people can only be buried forever.

14. There is a kind of regret called beauty; there is a kind of retention called hypocrisy; there is a kind of letting go called starting over; there is a kind of saying goodbye called reluctance; there is a kind of memory called legacy; there is a kind of name called dream; there is a kind of name called dream; The wind calls passing; there is a kind of tears called recalling; there is a kind of distance called turning around; there is a taste called happiness; there is a feeling called heartache; love turns into a sea of ??longing. Freeze the past into an eternal image.

15. I firmly believe that when a person misses another person, he should do so quietly. Love, this power, can often reach the gray-haired shore in an instant.

16. From the day I met you, I begged you in my heart, if life is a one-way street, please walk in front of me from now on, so that I can see you all the time; If life is a two-way street, please let me hold your hand and walk through the vast sea of ??people, never getting lost - with anticipation on Valentine's Day, quietly review the pure beauty of hawthorn love!

17. Why is it so painful to forget someone? Time will naturally make you forget. If time can't make you forget the people you shouldn't remember, what's the point of the years we've lost? 4. Looking for literary and artistic missive sentences, the more the better

1. I will spend my whole life thinking about you like flying flowers and scattering like smoke. Your fame will last forever, and I will bury you in my lifetime.

2. I can’t stand the passage of time, and I can’t escape the youth here.

3. Flowers bloom and fade, and people come and go. If he is destined to be a passer-by, why bother with him in the first place?

4. What is love? It is annoying to this day. It shakes the soft light and awakens the memory.

5. No matter how beautiful the scenery under your wings is, it only passes in a moment. If you experience too much in one moment, you will lose eternity.

6. Memories are like broken glass, shattered in the bright blue.

7. Dark purple seeped out of the precipitated midnight, and the strong wind blew the light into scattered lines.

8. Memory is like burned film, covered in dust and scratched. After closing his eyes, he gradually collaged the long-forgotten scrolls.

9. A clear spring reflects a basket of fleeting years, precipitating a pure past.

10. You seem to be in a mountain stream, the water is vast, and your gentle calls knock away the sadness, leaving the ground blue.

11. Ordinary like me, holding on to my incomplete loneliness, blowing in the wind on a high cliff. Like an eagle with wounded wings, eager to fly.

12. Through the lace windows, I isolate myself from the world. I am clear, quiet, and my heart is finally trapped in the west wind. I want to stop talking.

13. In the years, hold on to the rainy season: sip a cup of light tea, read a distant ancient scroll quietly, and get drunk alone.

14. The water and sky are the same color, reflecting a paradise without wind, rain, clouds and smoke. One meter of sunshine, write poetry and picturesqueness, and the breeze brings you to your dreams.

15. The confusion of gathering and separation, the swaying of wind and rain, the happy tune ripples in our hearts, and the thoughts flow, from generation to generation.

16. A pool of tenderness, a touch of fragrance, and the flowers outside the bridge are the story of growing old. The blushing cheeks are lonely and crimson in the legend of flower rain in March.

17. I watched the sunset along the coast, hugging a pillow that was so drunk that I couldn’t swim out of memories but couldn’t learn how to let go.

18. The most heart-warming and painful love in the world. In this world of mortals, you and I are immersed in it.

19. The hurt under the eyelashes reflects whose scenery and whose heart passes by.

20. Carve our story on the weathered gable wall, and passers-by cry when they see it.

21. Just for him, I gave up a city and rushed to an unknown life or death when the sky was bright.

22. The flowers blooming from the rose have no fragrance. When I miss someone or a hurt, I don’t shed tears or speak.

23. The sad swing is always accompanied by the breeze, and the lonely night is always starry. When I look back suddenly, you are not by my side.

24. One day we will learn not to be sad anymore, because we have completed the scheduled gathering like butterflies.

25. Heart always recovers when it hurts the most; love always comes to an end when it is deepest.

26. I can’t help but feel sad, so I slowly learn to hide it; because I don’t want to be stabbed again, I gradually learn to disguise it.

27. I like quietness and distance. I want to wander on my own road and pursue my own dream.

28. In the warm spring season, I use the pen in my hand to recall and pay tribute to the flowers that bloomed and fell in the past.

29. The dark clouds covered the sky, but they did not cover the sun after all. The autumn wind suddenly blows, and the three autumn leaves fall, but the fallen leaves always return to their roots.

30. The night breeze lingers between my eyebrows. Through the lens of history, your voice and appearance are still intertwined in my mind.

31. The years pass by in a hurry without leaving a trace. We can only cherish, we can only be grateful, and we can only step into the next lush spring with steady steps.

32. The gorgeous dusk gradually fades away, and the bustling night shines colorfully. Even without the moonlight, there are always people.

33. The snowflakes are still flying, fluttering towards the earth, without hesitation! The dream imprinted by this life, the love expressed by the footsteps of time.

34. The long rain alley is antique, and the girl who is still dreaming of is still like lilac.

With a little resentment, a little sadness, a little confusion, a little fragrance...

35. The raindrops beat gracefully on the window lattice, soft and long, after the drizzle falling one after another. , loneliness, soothing the desolation after the prosperity.

36. I hope that all the stars in the sky will look like red beans, so that when you look up, you can touch my longing eyes.

37. The wind can blow up a piece of white paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly, because the power of life lies in disobedience.

38. What I hold in my backhand is the piercing pain in my heart, with unforgettable warmth. 5. Sentences to describe longing

1. The endless longing is like a boat that has not yet unmoored, paddling sadly in my heart.

2. No matter how you say it, thoughts are a huge spiritual wealth. The stamps embodying affection, the letters exuding warmth, and the greeting cards expressing sincere greetings are all the content of this wealth.

3. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.

4. Longing makes the poet sigh at the moonlight in his hometown; longing makes the female poet lose weight than a yellow flower; longing makes the founder of the bold school return to his hometown in Youmeng to see each other without words; longing makes the leader of the graceful school wake up from wine The dawn wind is waning and the moon is on the bank of the willows. Missing makes Mr. Mojie enter the state of mind of "everywhere is planted with canes and there is one less person" every festive season. Missing makes the frontier fortress poet look eastward to his hometown, and missing makes the patriotic poet Iron Horse fall into his dreams...

5. Missing is the graceful and winding small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, the vast grassland with high sky and clear clouds outside the Pass, and the endless mountains and ridges of the Miao border. It is the blood flowing endlessly on the earth

Longing is the ticking sound from the eaves when the autumn rain lingers, and the microwaves on the lake when the spring breeze blows.

Longing is like the blazing sun in midsummer, and the silent night in winter;

Longing is like the tenderness of water, and like the mist floating in the morning light.

Missing is the confusion when waking up from a dream, like flowing clouds under the blue sky.

Missing is like mellow wine. The older it gets, the stronger the aftertaste becomes.

Missing is the perception of life and the warmth of family;

Missing is the comfort and sustenance when life is lonely, and it is the communication of the past, present and future.

Missing is a quiet tremor from the heart.

Missing is a moment of speechlessness and endless topics.

Longing is the wind that passes through the mountain stream, whirling endlessly and penetrating everywhere.

Longing is like lightning in the night sky, flickering but shocking the soul;

Longing is intoxicating music, with profound tenderness buried in the light talk.

Longing is a poem with profound meaning, and the echoes of the soul are blended between the lines.

Longing is a beautiful and moving landscape painting, and each one is haunting.

Missing is a flashing album, and every moment retained is an indelible mark deep in the soul;