What is the most touching verse in the Book of Psalms that you have heard or understood?

There are vines and grass in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounters and encounters are suitable for my wishes.

There are vines and grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang. Encounter and meet, and meet with the son.

There is a beautiful woman, she is so elegant and beautiful, how it makes my heart move.

The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the face is like a cocktail, and the teeth are like rhinoceros. Clever smile, beautiful eyes. is probably about a beautiful woman, with slender fingers like tender wattles, white skin like clotted fat, a beautiful neck like a grub, teeth like gourd seeds, white and even, a square forehead and thin eyebrows.

Smile slightly, dimple wonderful, beautiful eyes look forward to the eyes waves. What a beautiful beauty.

He is depressed, and he doesn't see it for a day, like three autumns. The girl in my heart can't see it for a day, it's like three seasons have passed, and when I can't see the person I like, how tormented and long the short time becomes, this is how I usually don't see the object.

He is separated, and he is the seedling. The line is vigorous, and the center is shaky. Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what do I want? Who is this? Those who understand me naturally understand me, and those who don't understand me don't need to say much, isn't this a human being.

In the end, the wind is stormy, Gu I is smiling, smiling and laughing, and the center is mourning. The wind is finally hazy, Hui Ran is willing to come, don't come, I think.

There are many verses in the Book of Poetry, and it feels very beautiful and intimate when you read it.

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. How can a beautiful woman not be pursued by a gentleman.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound? It is to the effect: Qingqing is your collar, and leisurely is my state of mind.

This sentence gives people a feeling of longing and helplessness.

The son said that he had no clothes, and he was ...... with the sonThat kind of brotherhood.

July in the wild, August in Yu, September in the house, October crickets under my bed. That idyllic feel.

The moon rises brightly, and the best people are flirtatious. That hazy beauty.

The feathers of the mayflies, the clothes are beautiful. The worries of the heart, and I return...That kind of sadness and worry.

Yanyan Yu Fei ......That kind of love can't be.

The crickets are in the hall, and the years are gone. That faint emotion.

Flee and scorch. That kind of praise and blessing.

The wind and rain are like obscurity, and the roosters are crowing. That kind of waiting and reunion.

Wei Magpie has a nest, and Wei Gu lives in it. That kind of accusation and sarcasm.

Every pure emotion will surprise and move the person who feels it at a certain moment.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

Beat the drum and use the soldiers. The city of the earth is Cao, and I travel south alone. From Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song.

I don't want to go, and I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse?

What do you want? Under the forest. Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Yu is broad, not I live. Yu Xun Xi, I don't believe it.

I said I would take you by the hand and die with you.

married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful"Loyal love doesn't need much explanation.

I remember where I saw a sentence called "holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son", from the old man to the old man, from the wife to the old woman, it gives people a very warm feeling.

The mountains have trees, the trees have branches, and the heart is happy, and the king does not know.

Death and life are said to be the hands of the son.

Grow old with your son.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son of the family is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in the house.

Vote for me with papaya (peach, peach, peach), repay it with Qiong Yao (Qiongju, Qiong Jiu), and repay the bandits, and always think it is good.

Seeing the gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it.

Out of its east gate, there are women like clouds, although they are like clouds, and I think about it.

Too much. Almost half of the Book of Poetry is a classic! There are almost all good sentences in the style of the fifteen countries! Don't know what you want? The so-called classics, to what extent are they classics? If you have time, it's better to read them one by one!