Looking for a good word or sentence with an ancient charm?

1；I hope that there are years to look back on, and to be white with deep love.

I hope we don't miss it again, I hope the years will be kind to us, and I hope that we will be as deep as the sea and can stay together until the end of the day. This is a person's original wish, but this wish seems to be a distant place that many people have not reached. It took me a long time to realize that I was not his returnee.

I'm just a passerby. He didn't think I was blooming. I just thought I happened to pass by his bloom.

2；Therefore, those who read the monarch are for a hundred years, not for the day and night.

There is no end to missing someone, not because of you at that time in the New Year, but I miss you for a long time, so I can think about it for a while, your goodness, your coquettishness, you are not a complete person, in my memory, you are not complete. Because I'm going to start missing you for a long time. And not overnight, so I'll always remember you.

It's like. The wind and snow have walked for thousands of years. Just to find Baili Tusu.

We are all the same. Just to find you. So across the millennium.

So be willing to endure everything.

3；May your story flow forever, and may my loneliness end someday.

We should be relative. So I feel that you should be bad when I'm good. But it seems that I have more bad times.

So you should be good for a long time. It's just that I still bless you. Hope you have a dream to do.

I hope you are happy and I hope you are well. Even if you don't have me anymore in your later life. I still bless you.

Just wish I was alone. It can end with that. But ah.

Many times I still feel unwilling. It's just that if you're lonely all the time, it's too pitiful. So I'm still, after sending you away.

I'll leave myself. Just don't keep me anymore. lest I think that you still have thoughts of me.

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, a gentleman is begging. The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies. Do what they do, so they are determined to endure and increase what they can't.

1. Your robe has not been cut, your green silk has not yet frosted, your wine glass is not empty, and you cannot walk yet.

2. If life is only as first seen, I only hope that lovesickness will not spread. Time freezes for a moment, and the dream is in vain to meet the first face.

3. What kind of things and people should be that make me so scarred.

Fourth, it is easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a word of love, maybe only if you don't understand: it won't hurt.

Fifth, you love half of the wall * mountain and half wall brocade *, I love half drunk floating life and half drunk white head.

Sixth, the world is vast, the light is limited, why rush? Life is busy, competing for short and long, but there are no glory and decline, and it is difficult to gain and lose. Look at the autumn wind golden valley, the night moon black*, the cold of Afang Palace, the desolation of Tongque Tai, the dew of the glorious flowers, and the frost of the rich grass.

The organ is thorough, all worries are forgotten, what is the dragon and the phoenix*, what is the name of the lock stiff.

Come to a quiet place, and the poetry and wine are rampant, it is not too late to sing a song and return, and the song is a tune to the vast lake and sea. When the time comes, pick up the greenery and find the fragrance. Make an appointment with a few close friends to go to the wild stream, or play the piano and chess*, or the winding water; or talk about some good karma, or talk about the rise and fall of the present and the ancients; Look at the flowers and branches, listen to the birds.

Seventh, the pen and ink are red and dusty, the vicissitudes of life have been tired, back and forth, over and over again, and once again set foot on this land, the meaning is different, the dream is different, a piece of old appearance, just because the time is different. Roll up the sleeves of the clothes, especially cool to the touch, the water is different. Overlooking by the railing, a ** rain, drunk in it, the water rhyme of the lotus pond, splashing the shadow of the lotus, the thoughts are slow and gentle.

Put the wine in the wind and put it in the * South Middle. Dust * shrouded, in the quiet autumn, sprinkled half acacia.