Talking about missing someone in the Mid-Autumn Festival

1, a lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, thoughts flying in the silver moonlight, dreams rippling in the dark night, souls lingering between heaven and earth, once again stirring the slightly painful heartstrings.

2, people cut yellow flowers, full of sadness, sad face, tearful eyes, still the bright moon with the Mid-Autumn Festival, such as transparent dew sprinkled on the bright jade plate, loud and indifferent desolate.

Look up at the round moon, hanging high in the deep sky. There are dignified clouds floating around, just like wandering in the distance, full of acacia tears. Why can't I erase the light I miss, but I can't keep the wet clouds in my heart?

4. How many Mid-Autumn Festivals have passed, how many mortals have dispersed, how many Mid-Autumn nights have been lonely, and how many mortals have been displaced by countless lovesick people. The Mid-Autumn Festival leaves sadness, and year after year, the cycle of sadness turns to the cold autumn.

5, 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.

6, Mid-Autumn Night, alone, my heart is full of thoughts, tears dripping in the silver of Mid-Autumn Festival, like fireworks blooming in the night, gorgeous but hard to seal, leaving only the residual residual temperature, accompanied by sobbing, in the flow of the night, who knows each other, who is there, who stays there.

7. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the silence outside the window, under the bleak moonlight, becomes more and more lonely and difficult to sleep. On the moonlit night, two lines of lovesick tears hung on the curtain, like silver wind chimes, which resounded through the heart in enlightenment.

8. Standing alone in the street, looking at the broken full moon in the sky, packing up the unspeakable feelings in my heart, flicking the reverie of dreams, pinning infinite lovesickness, immersed in drunkenness, and melting all this in the same lonely moonlight.

9. I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight! Looking at the tears of the next month, Qiu Si was stained with dust. In the joy of all the lights, I am lonely and have nowhere to live in the bright moon.

10, Mid-Autumn Night, faint homesickness, deep thoughts, uncontrollable tears, being alone, and even the beautiful moonlight is cold, how can it be a sad word?