Who has some beautiful and sad ancient sentences, or some beautiful sentences that describe the scenery?

An example of a beautiful and sad ancient sentence was as follows: Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. 2 days and nights will come to an end, and this hatred will last forever. It is difficult for water to pass through the vast sea, but it is impossible for clouds to pass through Mount Wu. 4. To see a thousand miles further. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the horizon shares this time. 6. Dedication until death. Things remain the same, but people have changed. 8. In the empty mountains, fresh rain hangs on the southeast branches. Falling red is not a heartless thing that turns into spring mud to protect flowers. I wish we could spend a long time together. An example of a beautiful sentence describing the scenery is as follows: The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy. There is no way out. The willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Another village. Looking at the mountain from afar, it's colored. Listening to the water nearby, it's silent. Three thousand li yellow clouds in broad daylight, the north wind blows wild geese and snow. The Yellow River is far away, a lonely city in the white clouds. The green mountains cannot be blocked, after all, it flows eastward. The mountain is empty, and no one is there, but I hear people talking. The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, but it's close to dusk. 8 Alone in a foreign land, as a stranger, I miss my family more than ever during the festive season. The bright moonlight before my bed is like frost on the ground. After the truth is out, the truth will be revealed to the world.

1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. 2. The freedom of the wind, the gentleness of the clouds, be confident, enjoy a beautiful life, let love surround you. Loneliness is a kind of beauty. Loneliness is a kind of realm. Only those who have experienced loneliness can understand what kind of beauty loneliness is. Time is something that catches people off guard. The past has passed, the future has come, and only the present moment is what you need to cherish.

May you be as bright as the sun and not sad. I'll love you forever in this life. Everything in life is destined to be lost. 4. Turning around and living a bleak life. The love of this life is only locked for you.

Walking alone in the world of mortals, the green ivy brushed past the lapel and the blue clouds wet the promise. Mountains and water can forget each other, the sun and moon can have nothing to do with each other. At that time, there was only one person's Ukiyo Qinghuan and one person's small stream of water flowing forever. Listening to the raindrops dripping on the deep pool, the ripples spread into the shade. Listening to the sound of the rain beating against the loneliness, passing on the sadness, spreading into worry. Listening to the rain, she felt sad, helpless, and longing. Tingyu was only sad because of a person and a relationship. The reason why the three of them looked forward to the future was because they could not grasp the present. Life is like riding a bicycle. If you want to keep your balance, you have to move forward. The world always appeared when you were in despair. It closed a door for you, but it would inevitably open a window for you. 4. Time is ambiguous, a window of wind and rain, a trial of time, the accumulation of content, a feeling, a harvest. There will always be unexpected warmth and endless hope in life. No matter how hard the road ahead is, as long as you walk in the right direction, no matter how bumpy it is, you will be closer to happiness than standing in place. Everyone would have an ancient town in their heart. Everyone had a dream in their hearts. The old town and dreams were in his heart, not in the distance. As long as he had a dream in his heart, he would always have a beautiful moment.

Many things that we thought we would never forget in our lifetime are forgotten by us in the days that we can't forget. Those people I once thought I would never forget, now just a voice can make me collapse again. I am happy to leave you, but I am sad. You're in pain, and I'm suffering. Loving the wrong person ruined his life. Memories are like water poured into the palm of your hand. No matter whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow through the gaps of your fingers. Time didn't teach me anything, but it taught me not to easily believe in myths. The person you love deeply is like a temple. Even if you don't approach it, you can't sacrifice it and leave it in a corner of your heart forever.

The wind is blowing, the Yi River is cold, and the strong man has left, never to return. I miss you so much that I don't know when I'll meet you again. 3. Red candles, broken dreams, clear tears, thousands of lines. When will the bright moon appear in the first song of the water tune? I don't know where the autumn frost is in the mirror. 60 years of life and death, both boundless, do not even think about it, it is unforgettable. I dreamed in the night of seven, and suddenly I came back to my hometown. I was dressing up by the window of my cottage. Where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world? Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 10 Don't laugh at the poor and the rich, how about you become two dry bones?

When I leave, I look back at the waning lights, who is with whom? Time flies like water, time flies like a song, only when the prosperity is gone can I see my heart. The lights are waning, no one is with me, I lean on the railing alone, tears like rain. After the fleeting dream, I return to the water's edge to watch the full moon of fireworks. 5. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green.

Lovesickness, longing, mutual love, blind date. Long longing, oh, looks, oh, short longing, oh, endless. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. When I leave, I turn my head and look back at the lights. When the lights are waning, I suddenly look back, but that person is waning.

1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. 2. Outside the long pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blows the willows, and the flute's sound remains the setting sun beyond the mountains. Three days of the horizon, the corner of the earth, half of the friends are scattered. A curtain of dreamy moon, like a hook, gloomy clouds, sad people's hearts. When I leave, I turn my head and look back at the lights. 5. In the empty mountains, fresh rain hangs on the southeast branches.

The wind rises high in the sky, the apes howl, the white birds fly back to the clear sand of the mournful isles. Endless trees fall and the endless Yangtze River rolls down. I'm always a guest in autumn, sad for thousands of miles. I've been sick for a hundred years, and I'm alone on the stage. I'm in trouble, bitter resentment, frosty hair, downcast hair, I've just stopped drinking. 2. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. The affairs of the world are like chess, unpredictable. Winning a game, losing a game, a lifetime of emotions. Falling red is not a heartless thing that turns into spring mud to protect flowers.