Excerpts from beautiful sentences in QQ space: Happiness is a mood

A friend is a guitar in happy days, playing the joy of life for you; a friend is a spring breeze in sad days, gently blowing away the sorrow in your heart. A friend is a mentor on the road to success, enthusiastically leading you to the sunshine; a friend is a beacon of light in the depression of failure, silently driving away the haze of your soul.

Reading makes me like the wind, passing over thousands of mountains and rivers, the Yellow River, Huangshan, and the Yangtze River and the Great Wall; it makes me like a swallow, soaring over the green homeland, appreciating Xishanbanna and Greater Khingan Mountains, and listening to the Himalayas and the Brahmaputra River.

If I were a flower, then I would like to be a nameless flower among the thousands of flowers on the road. I would be free and carefree. I would bloom with beauty with my posture, and I would remember with my fragrance. . If I can bloom into a person's life, then I hope I can be the green lotus branch in your dream, wearing pure makeup and green clothes, not stained by dust, and guarding the coolness for you for the rest of your life.

No matter how beautiful yesterday was, it will eventually be compressed into today’s memories. In life, there is as much pain as there is care; there is as much joy as there is tolerance. When a person reaches perfection, he will be able to accommodate people, things, things, heaven, and earth. When a person can accommodate everything, he will be accommodated by all things. Forgiveness is the best way humans can free themselves from external obstacles.

The ashes of time are scattered in the world of mortals. Life is your own. Those who know how to bear it will not be panicked or depressed when they watch the footsteps of youth go further and further away. , but firmly grasp the pulse of the times, chase every moment, and show the splendor of life.

Time is hard to spare and time is not available. Happiness is created bit by bit with our hands, and our hearts are precipitated day by day. No matter how difficult life is, we must face it with the most perfect mentality it. If you smile to life, life will give you happiness; if you cry to life, life will give you the rainy season.

Life, as indifferent as a flower, is happiness. The road of life is endless. From the moment of birth, when you open your eyes for the first time and accept the first ray of light of the world, everyone's story has a beginning. Growth step by step, description stroke by stroke.

You have to obey the imperfections of life. Life is like a song, composing joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Mood is like a river, flowing with ups and downs. Happiness is actually very simple. If you have it, cherish it. If you lose it, you don’t have to remember it. Happiness is actually very easy. If you look down on it, everything is beautiful. If you look down on it, everything is a burden.

The most important value in life is the happiness of the soul, and the heart should have a natural shedding process. I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the target is the horizon, all that is left to the world is my back. I don’t think about whether the future will be smooth or muddy. As long as I love life, everything is expected. In a person's life, there should be at least two moments of impulsiveness: a desperate love, and a spontaneous trip.

When it snows, the most fun thing is skiing on the steeper road in the yard. There are four-wheeled skis, three-wheeled skis, and some that are just a wooden board. People sit on them, grab a short wooden stick with both hands, push hard on the snow, and slide forward. But most of the time it’s the person who falls that makes him fall over.

I always feel that when I was a child, the snowflakes in my hometown in winter were the most graceful and spectacular in my mind. In the morning, I was still lying in the warm bed when I heard the sound of snow falling outside the house. I immediately got up, put on my cotton clothes and trousers, and ran to the door of the main room. The snowflakes, big and small, like cotton balls, came from the window lattice, the main door of the main room, and the eaves. Outside, people crowded in.

As soon as spring arrives, the rain also comes: thin, like cow hair, like flower needles, like a mother's hand, stroking you. Look, the light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is the beauty of rain, which is better than the smoke and willows in the emperor's capital. The grace of rain has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

In life, just let nature take its course, and you will be at peace and naturally happy. Happiness can be practiced. Happiness is a mood, it is knowing how to cherish, it is a kind of inner contentment, and it is a kind of peace of mind. Happiness is a grateful heart; happiness is a ray of sunshine in early spring and a clear spring in midsummer; a cool breeze in early autumn and a bonfire in the harsh winter.

Your existence is like a meter of warm sunshine, a piece of paper full of thoughts, entrusted with words, sent to you thousands of miles away, among the dust, the past was wandering, and even the memories are so pale, All the flowers have faded away, and the world of mortals has been sighing for a lifetime, and it is difficult to forget each other. Not only since when, you have become an irresistible dependence in my heart. Looking back at yesterday, there is no one to complain about the sadness in my life, the desolate smoke is shining, beside the stone of Sansheng , my eyes were fascinated, and my heart was drunk.

Strongness is a strong branch, which can keep a tree from falling in the wind; strongness is a standing sail, which can keep a ship from breaking through the waves; strongness is a solid foundation, which can keep a building from collapsing for a hundred years.

Falling catkins are flying, the lonely city is waiting to be seen, with dots of scarlet background, a little sadness has dissipated, the bleak wind is gradually becoming gentle, listening to the fleeting singing, the sound of wind and rain is in my heart, leaning against the window In front of the case, look out the window at the dyeing, recall the thoughts in my heart, and understand the joy in my heart. The four seasons are reincarnated, the flowers bloom undefeated, which is contrary to the common sense of the world.

Step on the new mud, embrace the breath of the wind, look at the new willows caressing your face, sigh at yesterday's sadness, devote your whole life to tenderness, and wait for the flowers to bloom outside the window, green and tender and white, the beauty inside the window is smiling, and the swallows are coming At that time, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the worries of the past are gone forever. Look at the red and green flowers beside the bridge, admire the clouds on the cliffs, play a beautiful song, drink a glass of sake, laugh and talk about the night, the deep love and deep meaning, the moonlit night in front of the flowers, the unrestrained life

They are koji, time is the grains, and true love is the sweet clear spring. They are fermented together to brew a mellow and long-lasting friendship wine. Let us drink this wine first, let us share it for the rest of our lives. Parting should not be the end of friendship, but the continued growth of friendship. After years of hardship, I hope this friendship will become more pure and long-lasting.

Standing in the atrium at night, I am speechless, the fireworks are in the moonlight, and there is no trace of the sky. Those past encounters are like the endless wind, which seems to have blown by, fluttering the clothes, but leaving the eyes empty. I originally thought that I could be willful for once, watch the wind, rain, and separation. Only when I faced the dust, I realized that everything was just a watch separated by clouds and water, and nothingness caused by the flying mist.

The spring is silent, the dark night is cool, and the water flows from the cup of words. Mo Xiang's monologue was immersed in too much affection. A pulse of warmth filled his eyes. Fragmented sentences, just for the green trees and spring breeze in the dream, just for the romantic tenderness of the past. Standing at the sparse window of words, the love is warm and the clouds are flowing, I am speechless and choked, and the silence becomes a painting.

Lingering in the window of memory, constantly flipping through the yellowed pictures. What flies by is always colorful and colorful. It's just that time is too thin and the gaps between fingers are too wide. Make a cup of tea and be elegant; warm a pot of wine and chant the wind and the moon; play a piece of Boqi and let the ups and downs of the melody silently accompany every speechless day.

Wandering on the edge of the season, the eternal memories travel through the tunnel of time and settle in the dust of the years. The cycle of four seasons is the eternal law of nature. Are the hardships of peach blossoms and the pain of falling reds, just like the glory and decline of life, just a beauty in a dream?

The feelings of February are kneaded into the soil, sprouting the fragrance; the phenology of the season is nurtured in the branches and buds, reviving the brightness. Whether the dream is still a dream, the petals scattered in the dream, although blooming in infinite tenderness, are still like the unfinished love and resentment, blooming with endless flowers, making people full of memories.

There is a kind of meeting that is not enchanting, but enchanting! Maybe in the future, I can meet someone better than you, but it is not what I want. Her goodness has nothing to do with me. Yiru, my temperament will be with me all my life, and my heart is straightforward! Yiru, I fell in love with words, which warm my heart. Yiru, I fell in love with the quietness and tenderness of the late night. Yiru, I fell in love with the wind, which is gentle and gentle! In Along the way, I will quietly wait for your arrival, help each other, and watch every sunrise and sunset hand in hand.

In the evening, the water curtain on the eaves stopped flowing for some time, and the long icy body hung down to the eyebrows of the window lattice. She was crystal clear, as if she was waiting for something. Get up and stand on the bed, feeling like you can reach out. She walked into the eyeballs like a fairy tale, and even though she was not beautiful, she could never be removed. The afterglow of the setting sun came over me, and her expression was very much like a transcendent angel, or an elf that rotates between day and night.

The spring breeze wakes up the earth, the spring rain moistens the earth, the spring sun bathes the earth, and the spring plow cultivates the earth. Open your heart window and polish your eyes, walk into spring, show your style, accept the blessing of spring breeze, the nourishment of spring rain, the bath of spring sun, the cultivation of spring plow, and accept the holy baptism of spring, you You will enter the oasis of life.

String the tiny pieces of time into dewdrops, devoutly embedding them in every moment of life, making the Bingqing soul shine. The earth is green, the snow falls on the glaciers, the flowers bloom and fade, the sun rises and sets, day by day, year by year, life is born, grows, matures and withers in the flow of time. Living in the sunshine, trekking in the wind and rain, thinking in the struggle, and singing under the rainbow, we have happiness and joy, but also helplessness and sadness.

Enter spring and work with the spring plow. The plan for a year lies in spring, spring is the season of growing, spring is the season of plowing, and spring is the season of sowing. Without cultivation, there would be no birds singing and flowers fragrant; without cultivation, there would be no grains; without cultivation, there would be no love or career; without cultivation, there would be no colorful spring.

The spring breeze comes to mountains, rivers, fields, streams, and forests, flying with the birds, growing like the grass, and blooming with the flowers. In the poetic days, the spring breeze sings heartily, using her beautiful and melodious voice to bless the awakening life, the power of growth, and the people to take firm but brisk steps towards the rising sun.

If you are a big tree, sprinkle a piece of green shade; if you are a grass, add a spring color; if you are a bee, brew a sweetness; if you If we are eagles, we will fight for thousands of miles in the sky; let us create brilliance together.

Spring is the smiling faces of flowers, it is the willow branches with a touch of new green stretching their muscles and bones, it is the grass that opens its hazy sleepy eyes to see the world; spring is the various kites swaying in the sky, it is The child running up and down the mountain holding a kite string; Spring is the goddess of nature. She washes herself at the dressing table as soon as she wakes up. She spreads out the frozen water; she spreads colorful purples and reds on the earth; she washes the sky. Clear and blue; push away the dark clouds and let the colorful sunshine shine on everything.

Family love is a strong umbrella that protects you from wind and rain; family love is a thick cotton coat that protects you from the cold; family love is a soft bed that makes you forget when you are tired. Tired; Family love is a dry towel that wipes away the tears in your heart when you cry; Family love is a cup of sweet iced black tea when you smile, making you sweet from your mouth to your heart

Fallen Leaves , like a lonely and helpless old man, falling slowly; fallen leaves, like an ocean of knowledge, take us to travel; fallen leaves, like a mountain, shield us from wind, sand, rain and snow.

Time will precipitate the truest emotions. Wind and rain will test the warmest companionship. What goes away is just a passing cloud. What remains is the love worth cherishing. What comes warmly may not last long. , Love is insipid, it may not be ruthless and meaningless. What the eyes see may be illusions, but the feelings of the heart are the most real. What the ears hear may be illusions, but the listening of the heart is the most important. Time will tell us that simple liking is the most important. In the long run, companionship in the ordinary is the warmest.

What is filial piety? Filial piety is like the half-grain of candy slipped out of a child's mouth for his parents, kind and innocent. What is filial piety? Filial piety is like a glass of wine to repay your parents, warm and sweet. What is filial piety? Filial piety is like flowers blooming in the soul. It is more lasting and eternal than those blooming in nature, and it always exudes fragrance.

Destiny comes and goes, just staying while the flowers bloom and fade. There is no need to compete for beauty. Each flower has its own unique posture. As time goes by, flowers bloom, and when your face grows old, I hope you will still hold me in your hands, and I will still be the treasure in your heart.

Autumn is a golden season. We follow the direction of the falling maple leaves, chasing the footsteps of autumn. There are rows of ginkgo trees on the roadside, covered with golden leaves. Looking around, layers of gold are clustered together, unscrupulously showing off its original color. Happiness is a feeling

Happiness is a feeling. It does not rely on impressive power, extraordinary wealth, or superhuman talent. It relies on a normal heart. Always have a normal heart that smiles at the ups and downs of life, and there will always be a round and full joy accompanying you. Happiness is like wearing shoes, knowing how tight they are; happiness is like drinking water, knowing whether you are warm or cold. If happiness is physical, then happiness is spiritual. Happiness is using the bitterness of life to brew the sweet wine of life.

The hard work in the past has always yielded little reward; with perseverance and perseverance, the outcome may not be satisfactory.

We can accept failure calmly, but we cannot face the weakness of the soul. If we refuse struggle and persistence, how can we maintain a complete self? We can't change the world, but if we work hard, we can always change ourselves. As long as we do what we like, follow our inner feelings and intuition, and express our own voice, then we have never lost.

In life, we long to be appreciated by others, but we often neglect to appreciate others. More often than not, we are good at discovering the shortcomings of others, willing to magnify our own strengths, and even find our own happiness in other people's misfortunes. However, appreciation is mutual. If you want to be appreciated by others, you must first appreciate others; only by appreciating others can you be appreciated by others. On the road of life, you need to appreciate it with a sincere heart, rather than looking at it with curious eyes.

The years are quiet, and only those who can stop and enjoy spiritual life according to their own will can be free and live carefree. Life is so precious, don’t spend all your time working or pursuing material wealth. The greatest tragedy for human beings is to turn themselves into a clockwork machine. They are driven by the clockwork every day and are exhausted. When they have to stop, they realize that this life has passed.

When a child falls down, if he glances left and right and sees that there is no adult around, he will not cry and just get up by himself. It hurts even more when someone takes care of you. There is no one you can owe your dignity to, but you must be strong and strive for success.

Learning to appreciate yourself is equivalent to having the golden key to happiness. Appreciating yourself is not self-admiration, appreciating yourself is not being self-centered, appreciating yourself is not narcissism, and appreciating yourself is not being complacent. Give yourself some self-confidence, and give yourself some self-confidence. If you are happy and smile to yourself, why worry about not having the joy of life?! Always celebrate the holidays by yourself and learn to find a happy mood.

If you want to win, don’t be afraid of losing. Everyone wants to win, but have you ever thought about it, are you really not afraid of losing? Not being afraid of losing is the real key. The funniest thing is that you can win only when you are not afraid of losing. Every athlete wants to win, but it is so difficult to not be afraid of losing. Think of the worst outcome and do it, and things often work out.

During the day, we should squeeze out at least ten minutes of silence, allowing ourselves to take a breath and have a gap to let the sunshine in. In a year, we who live in the city must have at least a month of quiet life. Otherwise, if you are stuck in a turbulent and noisy life for a long time, you will be disoriented, upset and impetuous. Only by calming down can we truly face problems and look at ourselves, and then we can achieve a peaceful state of physical and mental peace.

There will always be something missing in life. If you want to get something, you have to lose something. The important thing is that you should know what you want. Anyone who wants to chase two rabbits at the same time will inevitably get nothing. Life is not perfect, don't expect everything to satisfy you. You must dare to take responsibility for your own life. If you make a mistake, you are wrong. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is no greater good. Never use one mistake to cover up another!

You always have better things to do: Don’t like this Weibo you’re reading? Jump away immediately and read something else. Don't like the episode you're watching? Turn the channel and watch something else. Don't like this new friend? Go out and get to know other people. Don't waste your life enduring things you don't have to endure. It's not worthwhile to waste your life complaining or cursing after enduring it. You must have something better to do. Cai Kangyong's beautiful and beautiful words talk about happiness, which is a feeling and a kind of happiness that comes from the heart

1. Nowadays, loneliness is on the left bank, sadness is on the right bank, and loving you on the other bank is pain. I love you, I sing softly, I turn around, but I can't go far. Love is deep and affectionate. Love is a song that can never be finished. There are endless beautiful tidbits that have been sung from ancient times to the present. There are many emotions that cannot be expressed in words. I feel the same for you. My heart is like a net, and there is something in it. Thousands of knots.

2. The Huai River has feelings, the sea water has meaning, and there is a kind of warmth in the time that flows in the bottom of my heart. I put my thoughts in the starry sky and asked in my heart, which star am I looking at from afar in this life? The shadow deep in the soul cannot be erased, and the fragrant imprint between this shore and the other shore cannot be wiped away. Time will remember the beauty of the past. In the dream, my heart has turned into that flying butterfly, chasing the dream away. The heart is dancing like a butterfly, and there is a kind of sentiment in the world that the heart can miss forever.

3. Being better than others is not noble. True nobility should be better than one's past self.

4. In the world of love, there is no such thing as first come, first served. The one who is not loved is the third party.

5. If you want to leave, please don’t give me a reason to miss you; if you don’t see each other again, don’t give me an excuse to wait. I don’t need a perfect love, I just need a I personally will never give up on me. I only like to lose my temper with you because I subconsciously believe that you will not leave me. Bullshit turns out to be a form of dependence.

6. A person is not alone, only when he wants to be alone is he lonely. Companionship and understanding are more important than love. Let your heart become an ocean, and only when you know how to tolerate can you feel at ease. After experiencing it, you will understand that true love is not about eachother and romance, but between you and me, together, there are no big storms, only ordinary dependence; after experiencing it, you will understand that the one you love most is always you.

7. Calmly wait for life’s turning points again and again, go through all the ups and downs in life, and make life more fulfilling, calm and relaxed. No matter how life changes, no matter how twists and turns, yesterday is not the same It represents today, and the past can only represent the past. Keep a simple and peaceful heart, and you will feel that life is very easy.

8. Sip tea by the window, savor the bitterness of the years, the incompleteness of life, and the faint taste of sadness; stare into the smoke, petals are flying, and miss the young night, swallow a bitter pill of memory, and Throw away the prosperity, collect the happiness, sigh at the waning moon, lament the sorrow and regret of the impermanence, a curtain of dreams, the words in the heart turn to ashes, the paper is full of lovesickness tears, who can I tell you to listen to, and who can understand it?

9. Who is wandering by the street, who is waiting by the ancient road. A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of loneliness. No one agrees with loneliness, and hates loneliness. The encounter in the past life, the encounter in this life. Love is flying in the wind, love is playing in the rain. The previous wishful thinking, the previous confusion and infatuation, have gone with the wind when I wake up from the dream. At this moment: love is speechless, love is silent. Tears wet my eyes and filled my heart.

10. Happiness is a feeling, a kind of happiness that comes from the heart. Only those who have the courage to pursue it and those who are not greedy can have it. When we were young, many people sent us blessings as soon as we were born. When we grow up, we have hopes, and when we have hopes, we have dreams. At that time, we have to tell ourselves that if we have dreams, chase them! When your dream is achieved, that is, on the day of success, happiness will come quietly.

11. Don’t regret the past; don’t worry about the future; cherish the present, whisper the years, and watch the passing years with a smile. There is a kind of gaze that you don’t know is attachment until you break up; there is a feeling that you don’t know is heartache until you are parting; there is a mood that you don’t realize is lovesickness until you have trouble sleeping; there is a kind of fate that you don’t know until you wake up from a dream. Clarity is eternal.

12. How old is the moonlight when it is broken, round and missing, and why does it always bully lovesickness? The wind means coolness, and the sound of leaves means sadness. How should I read the mottled colors of early winter? I know that youth is gone and I will shed tears even if I don’t listen to love songs. Even if the beautiful scenery is painted in a book, under the beautiful moon that year, I am now the only one. It hurts so much that all the familiar becomes unfamiliar, the vicissitudes of life fall to the ground, and tears pierce through eternity.

Thirteen. A light ink poetic shawl wraps a sincere heart. Wind, you and I will keep our hearts warm and practice at the end of the years. I just want to describe the memories over and over again in my heart, interpreting life into simplicity or intensity in the wind of the four seasons, and in this way, I am amazed by the time. May my heart look back once and for all, wishing to stop here when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and listen to the sound of nature's wind to soothe my soul.

14. In elementary school, when you cry, the whole class + teachers come around to ask you what’s wrong; in junior high school, when you are sad, many classmates come to comfort you; in high school, only a few best friends touch you and tell you You still have us, it doesn’t matter; no one cares what you do in college. If you work, people will only think that your acting skills are great. In fact, growth means forcing you to be strong alone.

Fifteen. The trees are full of peach blossoms. Winter has gone. Whose eyes are drunk and whose heart is hurt. A ballad, the sound has stopped, soothes someone's thoughts and warms someone's feelings. A shooting star, its light has been extinguished. Whose request has been fulfilled, whose long-awaited wish has been fulfilled. A poem has come to an end. It moistens someone's spirit and wets someone's soul. An acquaintance that has never been broken has shaken my indifference and regretted your tranquility.

16. Fireworks are easy to get cold and people are easy to separate. A fleeting wind has blown away many heart-warming encounters. When we have passed the most beautiful flowering period of the years, following the fragrance of yesterday's ink, every bit of the past will still bloom in our hearts, full of fragrance, and the coolness of the rich years as the years go by.

A piece of ink painting that has lasted for many years blooms quietly in the depths of the clouds and smoke, settling into a beautiful memory. When I think of it, I am speechless and lingering.

17. Some words, whether said or not, are harmful. Some people will leave whether they stay or not

18. It’s not that there is no place to stay, it’s just that I still dream about an elusive smile one day. Waiting day by day makes me humbler day by day; sacrificing myself day by day makes you achieve the glory of victory. I'm really tired this time. I'm so small in your castle, so small that your sight can't even scan my existence.

19. In the days without her, missing her is like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, drifting lonely, with a hint of melancholy, sinking in loneliness, maybe only a monologue that captures the moment, Only then can you feel the bitterness. He was secretly sad and wished to leave the bustling city and stay alone in the emptiness, enjoy himself, be self-sufficient, and live a monotonous but regular, deserted and quiet life.

20. Things that make you sad, one day, you will say it with a smile.

21. In life, there will always be pain and tears. People have two eyes, both of which are parallel, so we should see people equally; people’s two ears are on both sides. , so don’t listen to one side’s words; although people have only one heart, they have two atriums, so when doing things, you must not only think about yourself, but also think about others.

22. Stored under the flower stand, people are in the garland, light is in the shadow, shadow is in the mirror, flower rain is in the dream, dream is wandering, dream is in the flower, beauty is moving middle. I stretched out my hands to catch the fading beauty, and the rotating petals slipped from my fingers. The fleeting coolness made me fascinated. I was a little fascinated, couldn't help myself, and was in a state of ecstasy.

23. When we look up, we all hope to see the sunshine today. On this earth, we would rather not change many things. We all hope that reality will not conflict with our ideas, but what we see is that plans can never keep up with changes. For the sake of sunshine, even if you turn around, you will never leave, maybe for the rest of your life. Missing you is a beautiful sentence

1. Missing you is a kind of beauty; when I miss you, I hold a cup of elegant bamboo leaf green tea in my hand and watch the green leaves rotate. Dance. The water awakens the sleeping leaves that have received the aura of Mount Emei's mountains and rivers and the rain and dew. They dance gracefully, each one full and full, and each leaf represents the world. When you smell it, the fragrance overflows. Tasting it, the aroma is rich. Tea Zen blindly forgets both things and myself.

2. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, my mind wanders in a softly sung music. Every note is my confession, every melody hides my lovesickness; every melodious sonation is my call; every interlacing of strings is my vow.

3. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, my voice is soft, and the deep love is transmitted between you and me through a thread. When I think of you, my face is radiant, and the happiness of loving and being loved is all around me. Life has limits, but love is boundless. One day we will hold the photos and letters of each other when we were young and go to the appointment of true love in life, just like we have met for the first time and have not yet recognized each other.

4. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, the warm sunshine surrounds me. I still remember your handsome smile. Through the long years, the long world, separated by mountains and rivers, we still know each other. Love or not love, I will spend the rest of my life getting to know you.

5. Missing you is a kind of beauty. This beauty comes from the deepest love in our hearts, the deepest longing for each other in our hearts, and the nostalgia of loving and being loved.

6. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, I receive your greetings from far away. Simple words and warm greetings. Taking care of everything from work to family. In your deep concern, I forgot the sorrow of the past and lived an ordinary life more confidently and calmly. I learned to care for myself in my busy life so as to live up to your expectations.

7. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, a brief message comes to your screen. At that moment you were three-dimensional and vivid in front of me. Every live broadcast makes me feel happy about your stable life. Sharing your little happiness and little troubles is a great happiness to me.

8. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I think of you, every time a wonderful arc flashes across my mind, you freeze in my time and space tunnel with a subtle beauty.

9. Missing you is a kind of beauty.

You are like a purple flower, noble and elegant. Like a dream, like a poem, like the mystery of a montage, forever and ever, long and long...

10. Missing you is a kind of beauty. That kind of beauty, like the warmth of the sun, spreads throughout every nerve in me, floating suddenly, like coral dancing oilily in the ocean, looming, wandering in the oasis of water.

11. Missing you is a kind of beauty. The beauty of seeking a kind of solitude in the dark, letting the elves of the dark night fly, but no matter how dark the surroundings drown me, I want to convey all kinds of strange expressions to you in Tiannatuan.

12. Missing you is a kind of beauty. As if in the mist, cyclists gathered, sending a wonderful wind, blowing softly, warming my somewhat lonely feelings.

13. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, I will look for fiery words in your writing, which can fill my desolate blank. They may be exciting, warm, sad, or high-spirited. Each paragraph of text is a harmonious note, spreading out. In the air, the sound is in the vast universe.

14. Missing you is a kind of beauty. You sublimate and interpret a beautiful story in a world, leaving traces in the windy days and condensing in the snowy season. That is our indifferent love.

15. Missing you is a kind of beauty, a silent beauty. When you are the most lonely, don't wither; when you are the noisiest, don't show off. Stay quietly in a scenery and let true love warm the desolation of the season. In the depths of time, you are here and I am here. In the lonely world, love is in my heart.

16. Missing you is a kind of beauty, a kind of beautiful sadness, sweet melancholy, but in my heart, there is a kind of warmth that cannot be expressed in any language.

17. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, my heart is as light as a feather stained with happiness, and every tremor is soaked in your breath.

18. Missing you is a kind of beauty. I stubbornly believe that the fate of ups and downs is the reincarnation of a flower and a butterfly. So I just want to devote all my life's tenderness to cherish you, and hold the butterflies in my heart that flew away in my previous life as the cluster of pale chrysanthemums on my temples in this life.

19. Missing you is a kind of beauty. When I miss you, I recall your care and love for me. I often close my eyes and enjoy the good times. Sometimes I am worried that I can only see you in my dreams. Sometimes I am happy because of the beautiful memories of the past.

20. Missing you is a kind of beauty. You used to look so soft in my arms. I know you are not a good expressive person, but the eyes and the passionate kiss once said everything; now regard the past as a painting and appreciate it with your heart. , only to realize that that scene was really beautiful.