Goods autumn

Autumn is getting deeper and deeper, the wind is rustling again, and the water in the Blue Pool is cold. A pool of water lily withered her charming face, and the turtle, treasure and fish princess who was afraid of the cold also hid in the deep water and disappeared. The coldness of autumn and the touch of scenery always remind me of the sad mood of autumn when I was young, and the ridiculousness that I used to imitate others. When I was young and middle-aged, I liked reading “A Dream of Red Mansions”, which was turned over and over again. What left the deepest impression was Lin Daiyu’s Two Poems “singing of buried flowers” and “wind and rain in autumn window. I often murmured in my heart that the autumn flowers are bleak and the autumn grass is yellow, and the autumn night is long; I feel that the autumn window is endless, and the wind and rain help the desolation, because I like it, the poisoning is quite deep, almost fell the root of the disease of fear of autumn. Every autumn, listening to the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, I groaned without any reason, a burst of sadness and desolation. Later, I repeatedly chanted Liu Yuxi, who was sad and lonely in autumn since ancient times. I said that autumn was better than spring. When the sky is clear, a crane leaves the clouds, it leads poetry to the verses in the blue sky. The Heart is unconsciously influenced and expanded by the optimistic spirit of the poet. People are finally saved by the poet. Not only is the heroic spirit born immediately, sweep away the sentimental fragility of the little woman, gradually, the character is as mature as autumn. Since then, I have been deeply in love with autumn. I like to walk around in autumn and look at the branches and leaves, flowers and fruits, golden valleys and the fragrance of four wild grains, appreciate the colorful autumn, red autumn, Green autumn and yellow. It was another afternoon when the setting sun was shining on the window. The warm autumn sun poured into the house, on my body, in my arms, on the books in my hand, facing the light of the autumn sky, my heart, warm into a river of spring water. I couldn’t help rushing to Nanshan. The Nanshan in front of me was like a bride with heavy makeup. The torch on the slope was as red as fire, and the trees were red with autumn frost. Such beauty shocked me and surprised me. The large sea of flowers woven by red leaves and torch trees is like flowers and non-flowers, but leaves and non-leaves. It is in full swing, as colorful as clouds, yellow in green, red in yellow, light or deep, it is either light or thick, shining under the autumn sun, and the quiet beauty appearing in the warm and hot is picked up casually. What is touched is a wisp of incense. Press the shutter and what is received is a painting. Here is like the Fenglin Valley of Huanren, which fulfills my lovesickness dream of loving red leaves. Wandering around in this tranquil sea of flowers is like entering a Fairyland or setting a paradise. I really want to sit by the small wooden stool in the sea of flowers and drink a glass of wine brewed by red leaves, although the wall-climbing Tiger didn’t get drunk tonight was overgrown by mistake due to the drought in summer, it was autumn, which showed its elegant demeanour. Climbing the wall and climbing the cliff, hanging trees and hanging red, it was not flower red, but more colorful than Flower, the delicate appearance of natural pose and makeup is very eye-catching, and that piece of red leaves becomes the bright color in autumn. Willow trees at the foot of the mountain along the road experienced a life-and-death hardship in the severe drought in summer. At that time, their branches were weak, their leaves were thin and yellow, and they even couldn’t stand the gentle breeze, and their leaves were often fluttering. Every line goes to the tree, and I can’t bear to leave with pity. I struggle with them silently, hoping that they can get through the difficulties. God gives them rain and dew, the two drizzle after autumn filled the dry and hard earth, and the soil became soft. A few days later, I saw the grass and trees in high spirits. The Willows seemed to return to their youth, and the yellowish willow leaves turned green again, the thick Willow is as elegant and soft as a young girl’s long hair. Touching the grip lightly, it is so soft and smooth that the Willow finally wins the chance of giving birth. My heart is filled with great joy, I couldn’t help but thank those two continuous autumn rains again and again. Walking in the warm autumn sun, I was so enchanted that I really wanted to become an autumn insect, lying quietly in the picture scroll of autumn and having a beautiful sleep, letting the beautiful dream stay with the Autumn in My Heart, which was so plump, so mature, so gorgeous, so romantic, I can’t help loving autumn. However, autumn is also bleak, with cool air, cold wind and cold water. If you love autumn, you should try your best to taste it. Tasting autumn is like tasting tea. If you taste carefully, you will taste poetic and pictorial, mellow wine, beautiful poems, beautiful words and a kind of artistic conception of life. Taste autumn, like drinking chrysanthemum tea, thick, long charm, drunk in my heart like (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) spring snow

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