Autumn

Autumn always gives people the same feeling as spring. The Steps of spring are light, just like a young girl in the beginning of love, gentle and shy. Snowflakes flying all over the sky knock at the door of spring, the silent drizzle, bathing in all things, revived, birds singing together, flowers blooming, picturesque, beautiful. Spring brings vitality and vigor to people. Spring brings dreams and hopes to people. The Story of spring is beautiful while the story of spring is romantic. Compared with spring, autumn gives people the feeling of sadness and sorrow, especially in the late autumn season, when the drizzle is continuous and the cold wind blows people, people are worried and thinking a lot, which is the so-called autumn wind and autumn rain. In fact, autumn has the charm of autumn. When autumn is high and cool, looking up at the sky and looking at the wild geese that are reluctant to fly to the south will evoke people’s infinite attachment to their hometowns and relatives, looking at the trickle water under the bridge and staring at the floating leaves, the past will come to my mind one after another. Autumn is a colorful and poetic season. Autumn is like an oil painting, which outlines a pair of happy and sad memories. The Orange Sunshine shines on the golden grassland, and the continuous hills are enveloped in the hazy. Some of the cows and sheep who are full of food and drink by the small lake are happy, and some are enjoying the sunshine bath with their eyes closed, the white steed hissed up to the sky, while the red steed galloped heartily. The Mongolian melodious long tune came from the distance. The shepherd girl waved the sheep whip in her hands, just like a lark flying freely. If we freeze our eyes at this moment, isn’t it a beautiful picture scroll. Magnificence does not necessarily mean beauty. Only thick and heavy can reflect reality. One mid-autumn festival, I went to see my aunt and cousin. It was a little cloudy that day. It was drizzling in the sky. Although the wind was not strong, it was a little cold. After exchanging greetings with my aunt, I asked about my cousin, my aunt made her mouth shut in the room. I understood what she meant. It must be that my cousin had something uncomfortable and lost her temper. I came to her room quietly and pushed the door open slowly. I saw my cousin sitting alone in a daze in front of the lamp. She didn’t notice me when I came behind her. My cousin and I grew up together. Like my siblings, I was willing to talk to each other about anything in my heart. Seeing my cousin’s sad look, I asked her: Do you miss him? My cousin didn’t say anything but nodded. I found two lines of tears hanging around her eyes. My cousin made a boyfriend when she was in college. They were both very happy and had a good relationship with each other. The young man was a top student majoring in engineering design. After graduation, he worked in a foreign company. My cousin went back to the provincial capital to teach, they had already made an appointment to meet on the Mid-Autumn Festival to discuss the marriage, but unexpectedly the company suddenly decided to let the young man go abroad, so they had to push back the meeting, and the cousin was just worried about it. I wanted to persuade her a few words, but when I saw the situation in front of me, I didn’t know what to say. When I got home, I was always concerned about my cousin’s business, and I didn’t know how to make her happy. So I took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote a long love for her. Autumn Wind sorrow, autumn rain sorrow, Jade Girl lonely lamp relative worry, for whom tears flow. The sky is long and the Earth is long. We met in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, but we didn’t see you looking back. If you ask what kind of thing you are, you will make people live and die. The reason why people live is for a word of love, and autumn is the most emotional season. When the mountain is full of maple leaves, 17-year-old girls will pick a piece of red leaves as a souvenir, because next autumn they will say goodbye to teenagers and grow up, and they want to keep the last autumn of their youth, let yourself stay in that carefree and free-growing era forever, but the time can never be retained when maple leaves are sent to autumn. From now on, they will shoulder the responsibilities and obligations given by the society, another journey towards life. When I was a child, I might not know what love was, but there would be a kind of nostalgia for the past time in the hazy, which itself was a kind of emotion. Maple Leaf is the last gift for autumn, and her beauty is the most emotional. No one will praise autumn with the word “beauty”, because autumn is the season when flowers fall. Spring is full of beauty and warmth, which makes people yearn for. Although autumn brings people harvest and joy, the autumn wind is not satisfactory. The autumn wind was strong all night, and the fallen leaves were all over the street. Looking from a distance, the sight was desolate, especially the single tree in the wilderness, which seemed so helpless that even the birds on the tree stopped crying. After the high wind, everything is so quiet. A poem written by the poet Ma Zhiyuan, the clear sand of the sky described this scene vividly. The withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges and flowing water, the ancient road, the west wind and thin horses, the sunset, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. This song of Yuan Dynasty is so desolate to read, and the lonely figure of the poet seems to be just around the corner. The reason why the poet can write such a famous sentence through the ages just reflects the charm of autumn. Nature is colorful. Only caring people can enjoy the wonderful life that nature gives us, taste life and integrate into nature. We will realize that life is four seasons. Spring sowing, autumn harvest, every season has beautiful memories, and Autumn charm is longer. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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