A person talks about the mood phrases of Mid-Autumn Festival.

1, a person's Mid-Autumn Festival is inevitably a little sad. With your family around, you will feel that this day is no different from usual; Only when I am alone, facing the empty room, can I deeply feel what a festive festival this is. I hope to cherish the people in front of me and enjoy the reunion night.

It seems that for many years, I have been staring at this bustling world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others, and then squatting down to hug myself and move on. Another Mid-Autumn Festival, a little sad.

3, Mid-Autumn Festival night, toast reunion, fallen leaves have been flying for a long time. Homesick people hurried in the distance and asked the lonely moon for wine. What year is tonight? The light dispersed gently, and the tears wet other places, and the silver light leaking from the pillow quietly accompanied the traces of loneliness.

4. The Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon, and the loved ones are lonely. It is the waning moon that fills the missing, and it is the things and scenery that touch the sadness. Acacia is really like a song, singing the joys and sorrows of the world. Acacia is also like wine, mellow and intoxicating. Alone in the clear moonlight, I am infatuated with misty tears.

5, a blurred tenderness, a quiet agility, fluttering in the autumn wind. A broken full moon washes away the indescribable feelings in my heart, flicks the reverie of dreams, entrusts infinite lovesickness, indulges in it and melts in the same lonely moonlight.

6. It's another Mid-Autumn Festival. Everyone else is a reunion day, but I am a lonely person. I don't care. I don't say hello. I'm really sad.

7, the moonlight is hazy, the night sky is graceful, the winding path is hidden, and the thoughts are mottled. The water waves are sparkling with the dance, and the sound of silk and bamboo melts into the rhyme of moonlight. The rustling sound of running water rings gently, slapping the shade of the trees at night, gradually thickening the bleak autumn.

8. The Mid-Autumn Festival is another festival for one person. The footsteps of youth are marching step by step. Sad September has too many blessings, but the pace of our growth has not stopped. We are about to travel around the world, measure the world with our feet, and feel the various forms of life with our souls. There is still a long way to go. Let's explore with a mentality.

9. In a lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, my thoughts are flying in the silver moonlight, my dreams are rippling in the dark night, and my soul is floating between heaven and earth, once again stirring a slightly painful heart string.

10, Mid-Autumn Festival is a sad festival, faint homesickness, deep thoughts, uncontrollable tears, being alone, and the beautiful moonlight is also cold, not to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival without the moon, which seems to have been abandoned by the world, and even the moon has disappeared. How can it be a sad word to be alone without a shadow?