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I turned around and said goodbye to the place I had been concerned about and stepped on the new direction of my dream. Therefore, I came here in autumn. There is a little more disappointment and endless yearning. I think autumn should be the same. I didn’t go far, and my home was still standing steadily in the direction where I could go back, but I went out on one side, but in different places, it gives me different feelings. Just say, last year, I was there, watching the rolling rice, listening to the autumn wind, letting you be busy, I couldn’t help being leisurely; This year, I changed a place, passing the traffic flow, and creating a leisure, stay cool, only one hour away from the noise, can be near or far away. I am here, new faces appear and disappear from the surroundings one by one, and then my brain begins to lock some faces that often appear before my eyes, they collided and overlapped with those faces that were once the most familiar but hadn’t seen each other for a period of time, and gradually separated. Because memory begins to distinguish who is who and who is not, it cannot be confused. I said to the phone, everything is fine. However, there was some unwillingness to smell the sweet osmanthus alone. Walking alone on the broad road, without the open talk of the vast sea and sky, I was thinking about the moon and the moon. I turned around and nobody could say to her or him, this kind of flower is also called moon red. However, time is still walking, and life here is still going on. It really met the previous yearning, kept quiet, got rid of all the busyness, and began to devote to the life and place that I once dreamed. It is a kind of fate and coincidence to change the interest into the interest of understanding and get together with a group of people who share the same interests here. It is the casual encounter between him and this place. After all, the world is vast and wide, and even the water of the same origin may not flow to the same place. But we are all here, but we will never know others. Besides sighing, I always feel that something is missing. It was drizzle and a little cold. I could personally feel the scenery made up of people and things mentioned in the book, which could make people feel poetic and hazy until it was clear, my heart was suddenly clear, and the uncontrollable excitement made me unable to help shouting out, rushing over, stopping there, staring for a long time without speaking. On the way here, from a distance, I saw the two people holding a flower umbrella, one red and one blue clothes, nothing special, just like this, suddenly felt very bright and beautiful, the gray sky could never match the almost dizzy color, and the silky rain was just an ornament. It had nothing to do with whether it was cold or not, and there was an unspeakable warmth in my heart. We saw each other, and I smiled happily because of friends; They cried, and also because of friends. I listened carefully to the alternate hugs with their voices around my ears, happy and unhappy, as if the wind blew through the woods, which was boundless, distant and clear. The eyes are so hot, and the heart is also very hot. The Autumn here is not cool, but a little warm. When we get together, there will be separation. When we return to quietness, there will always be some disappointment. However, I know that everyone will have their own way to go and adapt to the way they choose, we may have to be different from our former friends, but we are not absolutely different from each other. Then we have new friends, new gatherings and new differences, which are repeated over and over again. They have their place, and I also have my place. Here is my place. Here, I will have my friends. Maybe I have to separate, but that is the future. In the future, I can’t tear it apart and can’t judge it. But now is just the beginning. The fragrance of osmanthus makes people stop and bend down to smell deeply. There are always people who know on the wide road. I will tell my friends, the alias of that flower. The beginning is a process, and the integration is also a process. Many people are trees here. When planting here, the environment needs to adapt, feel the cool seasons here, and feel the wind here, there are also people and local customs here. 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