Beautiful and sad sentences, ancient style

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.

Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. After the rain in the empty mountain, I hang on the southeast branch. 3. Toast the moon to the shadow, and we will become three people. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Outside the 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.

1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. in that past, people had already gone to the empty Yellow Crane Tower on a yellow crane. The yellow crane is gone, never to return. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang trees, fragrant grass lush parrot island. Where is the village at dusk? the misty waves on the river make one sad. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. Even a beautiful woman can't beat Years Flow Like Water.

The following were all Gu Feng's heart-wrenching and poignant sentences: I miss two places, but I don't know it through the bright moon. The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains are always flowing with green water. When I leave, I turn my head and look back at the waning lights. The lights are already dusk. 4. Hanging on the southeast branch after the new rain in the empty mountain. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 7 Alone in a foreign land, as a stranger, I miss my family more than ever during the festive season. Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the heavens and rush into the sea, never to return? I can't cut it out, it's still messy, it's the sorrow of separation, it's not the same feeling in my heart. Don't listen to the sound of leaves breaking through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo cane, straw shoes, light than a horse, who is afraid? a coir raincoat, misty and misty, is all I have in my life. The chilly spring breeze blows the drunkard awake, slightly cold, but the slanting light of the mountaintop remains. Drunk, I light a lamp and watch my sword dream back, blowing its horn and connecting the camp. 12 tearful eyes ask flowers, not a word, red flies over the swing. Have you not seen the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for the white hair that is like black hair in the morning and turns into snow in the evening? The righteous path in the human world is a vicissitudes of life. Don't be too arrogant. 15 In the green garden the sunflowers wait for the morning dew to dry. In spring, all things in the world shine. I often worry that the yellow flowers will wither when the autumn festival comes. When will the rivers flow east to the sea and return to the west? When young and strong, you don't work hard. When old, you feel sad.

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.