1, love into pain, love for each other into sadness, parting the most bitter. Finally, love like a silk net, hate nowhere to vent. Finally, the heart has a thousand knots, knot knot for love injury.
2, high mountains and flowing water, buried for you, accompanied by your drunken years. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
3, love to the end of the world, love but life is a long way, love but very simple, love to keep a lifetime is very difficult, love a moment, love for a lifetime, love days love sea love to be true, love deep love long love to constant, love love hanging love is not yet, a lifetime of love, a lifetime of love, love is like a dream, love has a chance to love in which, get together and parting, life has no hate.
4, with the color of the moon a person dancing, light dyeing like smoke in the past, put pen to paper is the idea, pen is also love, combing the old year's dribs and drabs, nostalgia for the mountains and water, love between the lines.
5, smoke and willow painting, flower shadow overlap, a window of acacia according to the spring wind scroll, euphemistic with a strong love, fragrance of a course of romance, will be a season of light blooming warm, waiting for the branch of the light in the flower knocking the window screen into the dream, to extend the season of deep love;
6, singing the dust, who caused the acacia alone pity? The end of the world, the end of the world, the end of the world, the end of the world. The heart that separates the two is the heart, and the heart that separates the two is the heart. The world's most important thing is that the world's most important thing is the world's most important thing. Who is still willing to wait for the warmth of that only if you see it for the first time.
7, who and tell the love? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the office. The wind? Or is that a curtain dream? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service. There is only that part of the heart and soul. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
8, the wine is thick, the heart is also drunk, light sleeve dance fly; think of the autumn water, the idea of Irena, the distance between the back of the body, but back to miss.
9, a dusty love, a lifetime of thought, across the river, how many old dreams hidden in the building? On the water side, I would like to take a lotus fragrance, ride a leaf orchid boat, paddling through the Qin Dynasty, through the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, looking for you on the shores of the Xizihu in the vastness of the smoke and waves.
10, this life destiny see, rolling dust, who can rely on? The so-called Irena, but in the arms of others, Irena do not know I have tears flow thousands of lines! Leaning against the window alone, the moon sprinkled haggard face, since Guanqian, alone sad! The love wire is difficult to cut, hard to break the love of each other, day to day thinking, night to night hope!
11, this world of sadness is difficult to break, the red dust shaking down the tears of lovesickness. I'm not going to look back, I don't know what I'm talking about. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots.
12, to the deep love, why the edge of shallow, but do not regret the love. I love you at first sight, and I don't love you at first sight.
13, the moon sends me to your love, spring flowers, autumn and moon when, only the love of not ever idle. Why don't you find a band, string these acacia, stay in the winter when the fire, tasting wine.
14, a song of acacia, sent to the moon, the autumn wind blew, scattered to do the yellow flowers all over the ground. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. The light is easy to throw people, the old autumn wind, change the face.
15, who in the depths of the red dust, singing low. Singing a song Mo lost Mo forget, singing a song of this life without regret. A wisp of sadness, surprised whose dream? Where to put the love, turned into a tender words, for whom the shallow singing whispering.
16, who is who can not penetrate the Zen? Who is who can not guess the red dust? The Buddha Tower broke a few layers, wandering heart, and where to rest? Who still has yesterday's tears in the corner of his eyes? The depths of the nightmare, who will be the love of the light put, singing low, caused the love of the broken heart. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
17, love, no one who is right or wrong. There is just that engraved in the bones. The red dust, no regret, lovesickness alone.
18, a person is a poem, two people are painting, with a wisp of love, paper word long. Cutting the spring sun for clothing, playing summer rain for the string, painting autumn leaves for the idea, dancing snowflakes for the warmth of the ancient Acacia ferry, you are the stage of my love.
19, hold a wisp of moonlight, wandering appendage, wind over the soft, willow murmuring, pick a piece of acacia into the heart, your figure of gentle dark fragrance sleeve.
20, your voice every day in the ears, gentle my shyness and heartbeat, ethereal thoughts, because of your moisturizing and inspiration rose, a flat and oblique, about the mountains and rivers, red paper small words, inexhaustible lovesickness, love.
21, if not your figure push open the door of my heart, that glimpse between the look back of the stunning into my inability to avoid open the robbery. Borrowed ink lyrics, who in that scarless years lightly pick love, let the smoke and rain wavering remorselessly will be red dust thoughts.
22, the rain, as in the past, will be the depths of the clouds and smoke of the thoughts in the silence of the moonlight light drying.
23, the only beautiful happiness so that warm thoughts in the thought of your time to bloom, will be attached to the ripples of the heart dyed into a touch of stunning radiance, into the dusty city for a long time in the city, so that the smile in the blossom of the smoke and rain to comfort the present life, accompanied by the Secretary of the Red Dust and also have no regrets of the spread of the flow of the years.
24, that year, who had left a shallow smile in his youth, who became in whose flower season planted heavy thoughts, who had stepped down in whose story the footprints of attachment.
25, under the shade of a tree, a volume of books, a cup of tea, listen to a song of chanting, read a section of time; chanting an acacia, read a section of attachment, but also a touch of sentiment.
26, thoughts fluttering, a wisp of light sadness along with thoughts intertwined in the heart, attachment accompanied by memories of the pace of wandering, the heart of the tide of thought, splashed with a long time flat wave of waves.
27, grab a red bean, planted in the light of the title page, grow the leaves of acacia, open the buds of longing, so that acacia beans rolling in the writing of poetry on the paper, lasting and long, borrowing a wisp of wind, piggybacking my miss, piggybacking my attachment.
28, tonight, the moon is like a tide, I sent a full stomach of thoughts to the curved crescent moon, splashing thoughts of the eyes, any wisps of tenderness through the hidden lintel, diffuse through the hazy window screen, illuminating your charming face, kissing your cheeks shy.
29, a thought, let the soul rest, at this time of quiet, a flower and a leaf are a thought. Brush a wisp of cool wind, penetrate the ghostly state of mind, arrive at the longing of the pure land, planting trees full of flowers, smell the linden shuttles chanting.
30, want you days, I counted the minutes and seconds of time, such as the song of the years, in the brocade like flowers in the deepest walk through, but messed up my floating life, this life, the end of the world, written all my hurt feelings.
The ancient style sentences describing lovesickness
1, there is a kind of stoicism is actually a hidden power, there is a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
2, look at the cherry blossom sky, sadness in the flow, but can not cover the mottled years.
3. Once the spring is gone, the red face is old, and the flowers fall and people die.
4, how many red face pining, how much love broken, only to leave blood stained ink crying chaotic mound.
5, dark clouds cover the moon, the trace of people, can not say as lonely.
6, a few sighs a few worlds of sadness and joy ridiculous my life by me not by heaven.
7, the heart of the slightest movement of the love of their own far, things are not, people are not, things are not, the past can not be traced.
8, both do not look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why vow. Today, all sorts of things, like water without trace. The next day and night, the gentleman has been strangers.
9, the red color is far away, the pain of lovesickness, a few times, difficult to pay. Ten years of love for a hundred years to cross, not chopping lovesickness can not bear to take care of!
10, through the years dream back to the water to see the fireworks bloom full moon.
11, the heart of a tiger, smell the roses. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and it was a little girl, and it was a little girl.
12, a flower a world, a leaf a pursuit. A song a sigh, a lifetime for a person.
13, the still water is deep, Cangsheng tread song; three lifetimes of yin and yin and round and round, a day of sadness and joy.
14, the most is to gaze at the infinite intention, seems to have met in a previous life.
15, a year old year, a day without a day, an autumn and an autumn, a generation urging a generation a gathering a parting, a joy a sadness, a couch a lying, a dream of a lifetime to find a partner to know each other, he will be a moment we will be a moment of that general acquaintance, blowing a moment to sing a moment.
16, the wonderful pen is difficult to write a paper sadness, pale vow, can not resist the years of forgetfulness.
17, send the gentleman a song does not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.
18, the butterfly is very beautiful, after all, the butterfly can not fly through the sea.
19, such as flowers and beautiful, like water, back to the past, back to the beginning.
20, who finally made the string break, flowers fall shoulders, trance.
21, the original oath of alliance said all over, like this are paid with the passing clouds!
22, the fate of the world is never like water, rare tears, why all the love of life? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
23, to be floating flowers and waves of stamens are exhausted, accompanied by the king alone.
24, I use my whole life to accompany you and so on, waiting for the fate of serious.
25, to how much mottled, moss will be into the wall; how much rain you will hold up the umbrella.
26, smoke and willow painting, flower shadow overlap, a window of love according to the spring wind scroll, euphemistic with a strong love, fragrance of a course of romance, will be a season of light blooming warm, waiting for that branch of light in the flower knocking the window screen into the dream, to extend the season of deep love;
27, love, there is no one who is right and who is wrong. There is just that engraved in the bones. The red dust is not regrettable, and the love is only pity.
28, a person is a poem, two people are paintings, with a strand of acacia, paper word long. Cutting the spring sun for clothing, playing summer rain for the string, painting autumn leaves for the idea, dancing snowflakes for the warmth of the ancient Acacia ferry, you are the stage of my love.
29, hold a wisp of moonlight, wandering appendage, wind over the soft, willow murmuring, pick a piece of acacia into the heart, your figure of gentle dark fragrance sleeve.
30, your voice every day in the ears, gentle my shyness and heartbeat, ethereal thoughts, because of your moisturizing and inspiration, a flat and oblique, about the mountains and rivers, red paper small words, inexhaustible lovesickness, love.
31, if it is not your figure to push open the door of my heart, that glimpse between the look back of the stunning into my inability to avoid open the robbery. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
32, a river of clouds and water, a shore, the flow of years in the fingertips scattered, a shadow of broken thoughts, a wind and flowers, singing into song.
33, a season of flowers, stranger fragrance, a season of grief, pillow injury.
34, white sideburns wrinkles thick, holding a long bamboo cane, bird hissing and crying, the north wind is deserted, only the eyebrow line even long.
35, long remembered that once hand in hand, a thousand trees pressed West Lake cold green.
36, spring flowers fall without trace how to entangle a lifetime.
37, leaning alone on the fence, to be cold face thin. The heart is still the same, tears stained sleeves, asked if I know?
38, rice and tea cool, light out of the soul of death, painted birds, into a pair, than the eyebrow with the end of days.
39, cold night fireworks hot, and he looked at the lamp, stone bridge strangers, do not see her appearance.
40, to be floating flowers, waves and stamens are exhausted, accompanied by the king alone.
41, the long street long, the fireworks flourish, you pick the lamp back to see, short pavilion short, red dust run over, I put Xiao again sigh.
42, through the years dream back to the water to see the fireworks bloom out of the full moon.
43, white lotus open, net face shine crescent moon, weak water three thousand all prosperous.
44, the fate of the world is never like water, rare tears, why all the love of life? I don't want to be too sentimental, but I want to hurt myself.
45, life will not be lovesick, will be lovesick, will harm lovesick.
46, people say that the sea is deep, but not half as deep as the lovesickness. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
47, any spring breeze ten miles mess chest, across the willow outside the buckskin smile forget.
48, if it is not peach blossom fluttering on the twilight color, and how to know the pear blossom white snow scene shallow.
49, nineteen hate zither and singing this life wish, the years have passed, and this hate for, life without a close friend.
50, time long long long long long to the hometown, back to how many Li Ren sigh.
51, not central, long Si v. inexhaustible, empty stay red dust song, if the heart of the road without end, the heart of the sea without shore, I would like to be low to the dust, a world to follow you around, and you can want to?
52, an inch of love, an inch of gray, who took the years, messed up the life.
53, the light stars, the sound of people, the song does not exhaust the chaos of the beacon.
54, perhaps the marriage of the past life may be the fate of the next life wrong to meet in this life to add a fruitless grudge.
55, the wind is a finger sand, old is a period of years.
56, if you do not have a heart, I will rest, past events such as yesterday, easy to white head, a thousand cups of wine weekdays and months, poetry, a hundred head of the degree of spring and autumn.
57, love into pain, love into sadness, parting the most bitter. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
58, this world of thoughts and sorrows is difficult to break, red dust shaking down the tears of lovesickness. I'm not going to look back, I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
59, thoughts fluttering, a wisp of light sadness along with thoughts intertwined in the heart, attachment accompanied by memories of the pace of wandering, the heart of the tide of thought, splashed with a long time flat wave of waves.
60, grab a red bean, planted in the light of the title page, grow out of the leaves of acacia, open the buds of longing, so that acacia beans rolling in the writing of poetry on the paper, lasting and long, borrowing a wisp of wind, piggybacking my miss, piggybacking my attachment.
61, with the moon a person dancing, light dyeing like smoke in the past, the pen is the idea, pen is also love, combing the old year's dribs and drabs, nostalgia for the mountains and water, acacia between the lines.
62, want you days, I counted the minutes and seconds of time, such as the song of the years, in the brocade like flowers in the deepest part of the past, but messed up my life, this world, the end of the world, written all my sadness.
63, who and tell the lovesickness? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The wind? Or the curtain dream? Love, no one who is right and who is wrong. There is only that part that is engraved in the bones. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
64, the wine is thick, the heart is also drunk, Luo shirt light sleeve dance fly; think of the autumn water, the idea of Iren, the distance at hand, but the back of the body thoughts. love lovesickness ancient style sentences
65, a red dust love, a lifetime of thought, across the shore, how many old dreams of the hidden platform? On the water side, I would like to take a lotus fragrance, ride a leaf orchid boat, paddling through the Qin Dynasty, through the Tang Dynasty, through the Song Dynasty, looking for you on the shores of the Xizi Lake in the vastness of the smoky waves.
66, this life destiny see, rolling red dust, who can rely on? The so-called Irena, but in the arms of others, Irena do not know I have tears flow thousands of lines! Leaning against the window alone, the moon sprinkled haggard face, since Guanqian, alone sad! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.
67, high mountains and flowing water, buried for you to think of each other, accompanied by your drunken years. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
68, to the deep love, why shallow margins, but do not regret the love. Love at first sight is my love for you, not love at first sight is your love for me.
69, the moon sends my love for you, spring flowers, autumn and moon when, only the love of not ever idle. Why don't you find a belt, string these acacia, stay in the winter when the fire, sipping wine.
70, a song of lovesickness, sent to the bright moon, the autumn wind blew, scattered to do full of yellow flowers. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. The light is easy to throw people, the old autumn wind, change the face.
71, who in the depths of the red dust, singing low. Singing a song Mo lost Mo forget, singing a song of this life without regret. A wisp of sadness, surprised whose dream? Where to put the love, turned into a tender text, for whom the shallow singing whispering.
72, the rain as in the past, Xiao Sei will be who that cloud deep thoughts in the silence of the moonlight light drying. Love sentences
73, a thought, let the soul rest, at this time of quiet, a flower and a leaf are a thought. Brush a wisp of cool wind, penetrate the ghostly state of mind, arrive at the longing of the pure land, planting trees full of flowers, smell the linden shuttles chanting.
74, who is who can not penetrate the Zen? Who is who can not guess the red dust? The Buddha Tower has broken a few layers, wandering heart, and where to rest? Who still has yesterday's tears in the corner of his eyes? The depths of the nightmare, who will be the love of the light put, singing low, caused the love of the broken heart. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
75, under the shade of a tree, a volume of books, a cup of tea, listen to a song of chanting, read a section of time; chanting an acacia, read a section of attachment, but also a touch of sentiment.
76, love to the end of the world, love but the road of life is long, love but very simple, love to keep a lifetime is very difficult, love a moment, love for a lifetime, love days love sea love to be true, love deep love long love to be constant, lovesickness love is not yet, a lifetime of love, love how much, a lifetime of love is like a dream, have a chance to love in which the fate of the love, get together and parting, life has no hate.
77, shallow singing red dust, who causes lovesickness alone? The end of the world, the end of the world, the end of the world, the end of the world. The heart is separated by a stone's throw, and the heart is also separated by the end of the world. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
78, tonight, the moon is like a tide, I will be full of thoughts sent to the curved crescent moon, splashing thoughts of the eyes, any wisps of tenderness through the hidden lintel, diffuse through the hazy window screen, illuminating your charming face, kissing your cheeks shy.
79, the only beautiful happiness so that warm thoughts in the thought of your time to bloom, will be attached to the ripples of the heart dyed into a touch of stunning radiance, into the dusty city for a long time in the city, so that the smile in the blossom of the smoke and rain to comfort the present life, accompanied by the Secretary of the Red Dust and also have no regrets of the spread of the flow of the years.
80, that year, who had left a shallow smile in his youth, who became in whose flower season planted heavy thoughts, who had stepped down in whose story the footprints of attachment.
1, the paper is a little worn, some fuzzy. But every outline, every trace, seems to be recorded across the thousands of years of thoughts.
2. There is no perfect color in a thousand years! The most important thing is that you can see the beauty of the people! The most important thing to remember is that it's not just about the way you look at it, it's about the way you look at it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
3, the butterfly is very beautiful, after all, the butterfly can not fly through the sea.
4, ten years of life and death, do not think about it, since the unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about bleak.
5, hand such as five sentences like its appearance, the last two sentences and and temperament, vivid at the "Luo Shen" of the blueprint.
6, the original oath of alliance said all, like this are paid with the passing clouds!
7, the end is who makes the string broken, flowers fall shoulders, trance.
8, hibiscus less than the beauty makeup, water temple wind to bead and jade fragrance.
9, this time I left you, is the wind, is the rain, is the night; you smiled, I waved a hand, a lonely road will show to both ends.
10, if love is a city of flowers, drunken years, drunken past, then the loneliness after the separation is not so continuous? The heart's thoughts are that running spring, meandering without end. If the love is a volume of yellowed scripture, Ming the reincarnation, Ming the fate, then the dream woke up is not so much uncertainty hesitation? Love a person will be low to the dust, if then the heart sits on the podium, whether there is no last heart-breaking pain?
11, face like the moon in mid-autumn, color like the flowers of the spring dawn, sideburns like a knife cut, eyebrows like ink painting, face like peach petals, eyes like autumn waves, although angry and if the smile, that is, the anger of the eyes and love.
12, the heart of a tiger, smell the roses. After the feast, tears flowed.
13, in fact, life is very simple. The heart will be full of happiness if you put happiness in the bottom of your heart. Putting happiness in the eyes, the eyes will be full of happiness.
14, a spring to red face old, flowers fall people die two do not know.
15, pretty as the peach of three spring, as clear as the nine autumn chrysanthemum.
16, willow leaf eyebrows, apricot kernel eyes, a little bit of cherry mouth, willow waist race pen tube, speak of swallow language.
17, the woods are shaded, the fog is dense, sweet and fishy breath stagnant, that flower is there. I have never seen. The flowers are very large, white and green, four petals two by two, such as the palm of the hand that wants to close, more like a large bowl of lapis lazuli.
18, in the past, there was a song of the night strings of the high-rise, on the city of the country of the dance sleeve.
19, increase one point is too long, reduce one point is too short; Shi Zhu is too red, powder is too white.
20, Well, the wish of life, with the hand of the sword, defeat the world. The sword will be one of the road, witness all the heaven and earth, the other side of the empty space.
1, I love not much, a minute only love you sixty seconds.
2, the most happy is that you have tender call, and I happen to have answered.
3, waiting for a warm smile, you do not come, I do not age.
4. I can't say what time, what place, what kind of style I saw you, what kind of talk I heard from you, it made me fall in love with you. That was a long time ago. By the time I realized I was beginning to fall in love with you, I was already halfway there.
5. From love comes sorrow, from love comes terror. If you are free from love, there is no worry and no fear.
6. We have the same memories, we have our own future. No one need to blame anyone, youth as a companion, old age and scattered.
7, tasted the world of a pair of people in this world of good feelings, naturally know that the hand of his son and his son to grow old with the feelings of how much value over the young and wild. In this chaotic red dust, such as a wisp of spring breeze, exhaustion of life is not enough.
8, life will not be Acacia, will be Acacia, will harm Acacia.
9, once thought a lot of indispensable people, walking on the loose. I'm not going to say goodbye to you.
10, I like to think of you to sleep, because I heard that this can meet you in your dreams.
11, lost love is not lost a love, but you lose all the conception of the future, personally demolish a house in your mind completely perfect warmth.
12, I can even now clearly see, once one day I have to leave it for a long time, how I will miss it, how I will miss it and dream about it, how I will not dare to miss it because I dream about it.
13, you are my life, spend the most effort to love the woman. In the future, there can not be another person who can reach your degree, I will not be like this time so heart and soul.
14, do not know like you what, really do not know, if you know for sure like you what, is not enough like you. Because I'm not sure exactly what I like about you, so I like all of you and others.
15, life is so short, the world is so chaotic, I do not want to quarrel, do not want to cold war, do not want to and you have a second of regret.