Aesthetic healing good night mood talk

Introduction: Falling in love with the autumn colors, falling in love with the tranquility and clarity in your eyes, a touch of leisurely wandering, I have been missing you ever since. Good night!

1. Time is like a river. The left bank is the unforgettable memories, the right bank is the youth worth grasping, and the middle is flowing quickly, and the faint sadness of youth is. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many that truly belong to you. Watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, I am not surprised by honor or disgrace. I look at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky. I have no intention of leaving or leaving. In this chaotic world, it is also a state to be able to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

2. Don’t think of life as too difficult. After going through the adverse journey of life and the vicissitudes of the world, everyone will feel hesitant and sad, there will be the resentment of the bitter rain and cold flute, and the sadness of the setting moon and the crow of the crow. But our limited life does not allow us to squander the bitter, spicy, sour and sweet things that belong to life. After experiencing the hardships of wind, cold and haze, I can break out of my cocoon on a sunny day. After the hustle and bustle, there is still peace!

3. Beautiful ancient style 1. Meeting by fate. We have no chance to meet each other, but we hope to remember each other even though we are far away from each other. 2. If you don’t look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why make an oath? 3. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? 4. The long song should be cried, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, finally dispersed into clouds. 5. Listen to the strings break and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.

4. Amidst the lights, shadows and sounds, the sky is still cold and the water is still cold. In the dream, silk and bamboo sang softly, the building outside the building, the mountain beyond the mountain. The people outside Loushan have not returned, and the people have not returned. Looking back at the word "Goose", I have already passed the Wangchuan River, and the man playing the piano is full of tears. The vast sky of Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past.

5. Signs of the ups and downs of life and the rush of the world naturally appear in front of us. Turning around and silence, distant mountains and flowing water, the world of mortals and diaries, mottled and memories are all concealed in the ink-like dyeing. The fate of this world. The aura of melancholy and clear distance is a distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.

6. The wind blows and leaves fall, the passing water leaves no trace, and the light and shadow pass through the years, accompanying each other through several autumns. In the middle of the autumn water, there are strands of love. The dream language is filled with the nostalgia of the past and the faint longing. Who unfolds a scroll of dependence holding hands in a dream, intoxicating that beautiful and delicate heart.

7. Thanks to the distance, you can see your heart clearly. It turns out that going from having no hesitation to being cautious is also a kind of growth and transformation. We are still the same us, but there are many things that we can't go back, whether you are still here or not, you can't go back. What makes me sad is that my youth has come to an end like this. There is no gorgeous ending, only the slowly closing curtains and the lingering sounds of our relationship.

8. Hold an oil-paper umbrella and walk in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The romance I once thought could bring you comfort, but now, why is there only a lonely figure floating around? The night is immersed, sitting alone in the cold window. Speak slowly with the tip of a pen, expressing my lovesickness season after season. The endless thoughts flowed thousands of miles with the flow of night. The plain paper is full of notes, densely interspersed with fly characters, and a living heart beats for you.

9. The beauty of life may come from looking forward to and meeting each other every day, meeting the beautiful self, meeting the friends you like, and rejoicing in every little bit of every day. It is simple, but it is true happiness. Stand; look up at a 45-degree angle, let a smile decorate your face, smile warmly towards the sun, and the wind will blow away all the noise and complexity in your heart.

10. In memory, those scenery no longer have the original beauty; perhaps, as time goes by, the taste has faded, and even the scenery has changed its original fragrance; many things have never been remembered, But I can always think of it in my heart, so that the wind, the rain, and the sunshine will trigger many, many memories.

11. The night is slightly cooler, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is gone, and the music and songs are gentle. In those prosperous years that never come to an end, a flower that will last forever blooms. The complex experiences carved deep lines into the corners of my eyes, and I turned around to carve out a flower. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

12. If we can be thousands of miles apart, then why bother to miss you thousands of miles away? Even though we have been together for thousands of years, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are not as good as the moment when I look into your eyes. The sky is still cold and the water is still cold in the sound of lights, shadows, and water. In the dream, silk and bamboo sing softly outside the building, the mountain outside the building, the people outside the building and the mountain have not returned, the people have not returned, the word "wild goose" looks back, and the person who has forgotten the river and played the piano is full of tears.

13. The years are fleeting, and all the joys and sorrows in the world disappear in the blink of an eye. When you look back, there is only the desolation that soaks your bones. Only the clear tears from thousands of years ago are still lingering in my eyes, full of tears. Floating life is originally loneliness. What is our original sin? Life is just a time for a flower to bloom! A thousand years of sleep and a moment of greed. Time flies by like a white horse passing by.

14. No matter how hard you rush, there are always things you can’t catch in life. Enjoy the moment! There are always some fates that slip through your fingers due to a moment of willfulness; some feelings, due to a moment of impulse, are lost. Regret for a lifetime; some people will regret it for the rest of their lives as soon as they turn around. Many feelings of alienation and indifference are due to a difference of thought; many gratitudes are too shy to express and buried deep in my heart, becoming a lifelong regret. Who knows, how many times the fate of this life has passed through affectionate looking back?

15. Beautiful ancient sentences 1. When all the flowers and flowers are gone, I will be alone with you. 2. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless, beacons of war in troubled times. 3. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, but only blood is left to stain the ink and weep in the graves. 4. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time. 5. Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. 6. Several episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows. It’s ridiculous that I can’t help but have my destiny.

16. The wonderful vines stranded on my tongue want to dance a song for you and finally captivate the country. Who are you, the pen-tip boy who thinks about you day and night, turning into songs in the deserted roads of the city. Whose vermilion tear mole in the corner of the eye has fulfilled your prosperous life, and who has been gifted with a ground-breaking joy in the sky by your fierce and iron horse.

17. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, the jackdaws roost and startle again, I miss each other and know when we will meet each other, but this night is embarrassing. Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness makes you remember each other, and short lovesickness makes you infinite. If I had known that it would be so annoying, it would be as if we didn't know each other at the beginning.

18. The reason why peach blossoms are lonely is because they grow for emotional people and bloom for sad people. The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix stage, breaks the promise, and waits all night. From then on, thousands of miles away, south and north of the Yangtze River, weep. Once the world is completely silent, I don't know whether it is sad or sad.

19. If you can really live thousands of miles away from Chanjuan. Then why bother missing you thousands of miles away. Even though it lasts for thousands of years, it covers thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Not as good as the moment when I look into your eyes. Who will really be separated from whom by the end of the world, beauty and white hair, or perhaps a strange thing in the world. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, only blood stains the ink fragrance and cries litter the grave.

20. Listen to the whispers of time and gaze at the passing scenery. In the lonely season, love and warmth always accompany you and stay in your heart. There are no regrets in the years, true love is persistent, and understanding is in the heart. Cut off a seasonal cloud, cut off a few meters of warm sunshine, and engrave the beautiful thoughts and inner feelings in the cantabile lines of poetry? The breeze blows on your face, your hair is flying, and your smile is bright? It turns out that you are the one. The most beautiful and unique scenery in life!

21. Sometimes it takes real wandering to feel how difficult and difficult life is. It is a kind of peace of mind that comes from gradually growing up. Send the thoughts of a lotus into the fleeting years, silently turning into an orchid in a blooming posture, like water and fairy; I just want to twist a piece of poetry, write a picture with a painting, sip and enjoy, sing the wind, it has nothing to do with it, Sing and walk; stay calm and peaceful, pale ink in the world of mortals, love each other silently, like each other silently.

22. I am most willing to forget all kinds of false fame and seek a lifetime of leisure. I want to ask the guest in the dust, how long can the floating life last? What I want most is to send all the thousands of customs to the river and the moon. ***Look at the long running water, sending the fleeting years away. Even thousands of years of romance and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers cannot compare to the moment when I look into your eyes.

23. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling. In the past, there were tall buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves on top that would captivate the city and the country. Whose vermilion tear mole in the corner of the eye has fulfilled your prosperous life, and who has been gifted with a ground-breaking joy in the sky by your fierce and iron horse.

24. Standing outside the world of mortals, quietly enjoying a prosperous place, leaning against the window of time, and encountering a piece of warmth. A heart of joy and a smile bloom in the spring wilderness. A piece of heartfelt words, a touch of tenderness, blooming in the clear and fleeting years. Listen quietly to the heartbeats and keep the cool warmth alone. The silent feeling, the faint fragrance, turns into a source of tenderness. Feel every tremor in the dim light. Love is fleeting, true love is infinite, understanding is in the heart!

25. We meet in the country at the fingertips. Penetrate time and wade through all the glitz. All the smiles of the past are no longer cherished by sadness, and the past has turned into smoke. We are a kingdom blooming at our fingertips.

I walked around the winding road to find it, and I gently held a touch of spring color. Leave a path of light fragrance for you, this is a life-long waiting. Burning incense and praying throughout the year, he never looked at each other in the rivers and lakes. I only hope to absorb the warmth of three inches of sunlight, cherish each other when flowers bloom, and remember each other when flowers fall!

26. It was a quiet and beautiful year, and I could see through a river of autumn water. However, the winter snow withered, ending a lifetime of loneliness. Snuggling, the years wash away the heartbreak, and the strangers are reincarnated. The flowers on the other side have bloomed and the leaves have fallen. The last thing is missing each other, waiting for the lonely companionship for thousands of years, and it is difficult to get drunk with sadness. Don't say it and say that love is so heart-pounding that you can't escape it. You can't escape that first glance and the promise to each other. Don't say it and say that you love each other until the end. But it has been replaced by that goodbye. All are lost!

27. Tranquility is not in the mountains and forests but in the world. If the mind has no desires, peace will come naturally. If you look down on Fengyue, all the floating dust is just clouds and smoke. All encounters, joys and sorrows are determined by the heart. If you can see clearly and let go, everything will be like flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water. Although it is pleasing to the eye, it is not eternal.

28. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the lamp to look back. The short pavilion is short and the world is rolling. I sigh again. In the end, who made the string break, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and there was a trance and confusion. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only blood was left stained with ink and fragrant to cry on the grave. I am naturally young and my time is spent. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated for your smile.

29. Who caressed my face and comforted my sorrow for half a lifetime; who carried my heart and melted the frost of my half life; who held my shoulders and drove me out of silence for a lifetime; who called me The heart covers the ruins of my life; who can understand my intention and make me have no regrets in this life; who can help me with arms that are unparalleled in my life; who can pour my heart into my heart, and an inch of earth is like a void; who can understand this , stay with me for life!

30. Who will really be with whom? Maybe they will be beautiful and white-haired, or they may be the wonders of the sea. If we can really live thousands of miles away from you, then why bother missing you thousands of miles away. Even thousands of years of romance and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers cannot compare to the moment when I look into your eyes. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and your figure is everywhere.

31. People and white clouds live together, the moon shines and the shadows of flowers move, and the world of mortals is like a drunken dream. I want to ask how to wash away the loneliness in the world, listen to it, and then see whether the music is intoxicating or intoxicating. Looking back at dusk, the song was wrong. Please look back. It's not because the song is emotionless, it's just because it hasn't reached the emotional point yet.

32. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrowing country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling. In the past, there were tall buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves on top that would captivate the city and the country. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

33. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and your figure is everywhere. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless, beacons of war in troubled times. Dark clouds covered the moon and there were no traces of people around. It was indescribably lonely.

34. Who is drinking alone under the moon while lying drunk in the clouds? Who can laugh through the floating life and turn off the lights on the tower? The mountains are already covered with flowers, but you are the elegant guest who lives in the mountains? You don’t ask to stay with you, you just want to accompany you on your journey to the end of the world. In the pure joy of love, we meet each other on the purple road and in the world of mortals; looking at the sky, we can understand the prosperity with a glance.

35. When I wake up and realize that my dream is empty, it turns out that it is also painful to watch the withered flowers. Who buried a lifetime of promises in front of your tomb? Whose love of life and death was painted in the scroll of the world of mortals? In the end, you can only guard that unchanging face for a thousand years. The elegance that burns away is just waiting for you.

36. Some things, if you try your best and fail, you have no choice but to walk away; some people, you can’t wait and have no chance, so you have to leave; some love, the love is unclear and fruitless, so you have to let go. If you can't live in it, you can only abandon it; if you can't look forward to it, you can only give up; if you can't keep it, you can only terminate it. Life is like this, choosing is not easy and giving up is hard. The pain of life lies in choosing; the difficulty of life lies in giving up. Life, in the final analysis, is about choices and giving up.

37. Whose appearance will make me miss him all his life, like a beautiful family like a flower, and the years pass by like a fleeting time! However, life is just like the first time we met. In my previous life, I burned incense, but I missed you and missed the emotional lingering in my life. From now on, I will look for you without sleep! In this life, I am bent over and lost in thought. Your face appears again, but it is no longer the same as before. In a trance, who took the life and messed up the fleeting time.

38. Time, and the time of drinking and singing, have dried up all the melancholy. Reaching out your hand, taking the melting temperature into the palm of your hand, it is a accumulated harvest and shine; looking back, maybe , the time is quiet, each other is at peace, leaving a warm feeling in my heart, this is okay.

39. Wu Nong’s soft-spoken tunes on the other side have been sung for I don’t know how many years. In fact, the story in the middle is nothing more than the joys and sorrows of beautiful women and talented people, but it goes on and on, and the listener never gets tired of it. The scholar in white, the passionate beauty, why not just steal some plots from old dramas and write a story about longing for each other.

40. The wind is blowing, the night is slightly cool, and there is a beautiful woman in my heart. The road is far away, where are you going? My soul is tied to my concubine in my hometown. The dew is thick and the ink is flowing, and the red window is thin and the concubine is thinking. Dreams are filled with flickering candles, and the sound of insects is so quiet that it breaks my heart. The moon is bright and my worries are unforgettable. Who can explain my lovesickness? I feel so sad. Spring comes and goes, and the lady puts on red makeup in the mirror. The red makeup is shorter and longer, and the sound of weft is still in the night. Sigh, sigh, don't forget each other, the pear blossoms on the branches are cold in the sky. I lean on the railing to look at the rolling bead curtain, it is difficult to see the high tower and I miss my lovesickness for a long time. The wind is blowing, my concubine will play the piano, I hope you will come, the fragrance of rouge lingers.

41. Life is like a dream, and years are like water. A turn around is a story of time, and a glance back is a scenery. After passing through the years of mortal life, it is just the most indifferent, seeing all the prosperity of the world, but It is plain and true. On the road of life, carry the freedom and ease of a breeze, adopt the elegance of a drifting cloud, and move forward indifferently, letting your soul bathe in the sunshine, smell the fragrance of flowers, and feel the poetry of life. The left hand understands, the right hand happiness, laughing and singing all the way.

42. The clear summer day is as bright as ever. Make a pot of tea, hold a book, and listen to soothing and beautiful music. Whether it is love hidden in roses or in a drift bottle, it cannot withstand the coldness of time. The most beautiful times are related to inner feelings, sincerely accept the baptism of sunshine, love simply, and gain happiness in the glimmer of light. Just have quiet eyes, a calm heart, and be the person who controls the sunshine.

43. In this world, he is the only one with a heart like hers, and she is with a heart like his. However, the love is deep but the relationship is shallow. Allow me three thousand pens and inks to paint your most beautiful picture. Listen to the strings break, break those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips. Who burns the smoke away and scatters the ties of vertical and horizontal.

44. Spring comes again, but people have gone. The wind is lingering and the sun is setting late. The cherry blossoms bloomed and scattered in an instant. Time passes and time falls. The flying catkins are unsightly. The road is long and the dreams are broken and scattered. Crossing the other side of the Forgotten River, people who cannot forget sigh. The moonlight under the ancient well is filled with longing. The petals of cherry blossoms fly by, the wind is quiet and the water is cold. When the wound is gone, the hairspring turns chaotic.

45. A flower is beautiful and a stream is singing. I like to give each word a quiet, beautiful and refreshing spirituality, and write down those green past events that are gradually fading away. There is always some unforgettable warmth in the years, there are always some parts of life that touch the heartstrings, those light or dark scenery along the way, those fates that have been together and separated, have become one with the passing of time quietly. Que Qingwan's poems are easy to read.