Collection of Miscellaneous Words

Where blessings return, misfortunes are forgotten. I don't know where the walls and beams hide the green, and I don't know who the mountains block. I am quiet and the wind blows by itself. I don't want to be quiet but the wind doesn't come. Sweeping away all the things in the past, there are as many dreams as there are turbidities. May the mountains look up to the sky and the earth, but there is still a way when the fog rises. Seeing all the seas as puddles, Jian Changtian sees the end and the beginning. How can I long for a good flute, and where can I find a good harp? The sun and the moon appear together when they appear together. How can day and night coexist together?