Short beautiful sentences
Listen to the opera from the tower, enjoy the floating lanterns and moonlights in Linchi, and you will be shocked to see you.
The mountains are high, the moon is small, the moon is small, He Jiaojiao, I am thinking a long way, I do n’t see the day, and my heart is quiet.
Only when you are drunk will you know that the wine is strong, and if you have loved, you will know it well. You can't be my poem, just as I can't be your dream.
The happiest thing is that you have called tenderly, and I happen to have responded.
I don't know who broke the rain in the sky, but just poetically fell in this rainy season.
It's not that the butterflies can't fly over the sea, but that the other side has no expectation.
You can't be my poem, just as I can't be your dream.
How much red face, how much acacia is broken, but leaving blood stained ink incense crying.
Baihuahua's silver is like the autumn sun pouring down on the mountain.
Most of the time I was in a hurry to catch up, but in fact I just turned around and looked back.
Encountered casually, for thousands of years, the absurdity scattered all over the world.
Sincere as a child, as beautiful as the setting sun, as quiet as the sky.
In the end I also lost my poems and dreams, gave up the remaining pride, and wandered into the distance alone.
Qiu Han didn't realize that wind and rain could effectively erode bones, so the people scattered Fangwu Acacia without a book.
Feeling like a person is like the plum rain in May and June, always carrying some beautiful poison, but voluntarily sinking into it.
Once Huangquan was blue, life and death were wide, but now people are in love and hate.
That year did not see the world prosperous, did not lose half a lifetime of concern, but now years are gone, people have reached the horizon.
The former dust is as beautiful as Bai Xue, when the moon is bright, the sky is sad, and finally parting.
Whose eyes are as clear as the beginning, who's eyes are as early as the Enron, and who's past has become who they miss.
You say nothing about Fengyue's understatement, just like the old Huan stranded by the amazing snow on the ground.
The young man who once thought about his dreams is now married to someone who has become clear and transparent, but who is barren now.
I will be as clean as nuts, and sleep in your heart. I will sink into your lake and grow quietly into a tree under the water.
Either light, light, or deep, or shallow, where Enron is stored away.
I have been waiting for you, hope that day, no sooner or later, the scenery is just right.