Autumn

When the stomach signals hunger, we will feed it food; When the soul signals hunger, we will also look for spiritual food to nourish it. Maybe it’s just a painting, maybe it’s just a small piece of sunshine, maybe it’s just a hint of green in winter, maybe it’s just an ancient poem. After reading, reading and feeling, my heart will be ironed, quiet, satisfied. On the rest day of a week, I slept happily for half a day in the morning and woke up naturally. After getting up, I took a shower leisurely, and my muscles and bones seemed to stretch out comfortably. Looking at the clock, it was already over 2 pm, and then I felt a little hungry. A person at home. There are the dishes left yesterday in the refrigerator. In fact, it can be used to deal with the past meal when it is hot in the microwave oven. However, I don’t want to send my stomach so hastily. Obviously, I was very hungry and had ready-made food, but I just didn’t want to make do with it. I was not afraid of trouble to toss myself two dishes and one soup again. The process of cooking is very time-consuming, sometimes it takes one or two hours, but it only takes a few minutes or ten minutes to eat. It took such a long time to finish the selection, wash and cut the dishes, prepare onion, ginger, garlic, oil, salt and sugar in such a complicated way, and Fry and fry them so hard just to satisfy the appetite of about ten minutes. As for the utensils which hold the dishes, there is also an almost stubborn emphasis: the cooking must be put in the white plate with shallow mouth; The fish must be put in the long fish-shaped plate with full head and tail, the wings on the fish cannot be broken; The soup must be put in a porcelain bowl with wide and thick edges, and must be matched with the white spoon with floral flowers; the rice bowl must be that kind of small porcelain bowl, holding it in hand and holding it. Sometimes, I really feel strange about my own thoughts. I don’t know whether it comes from a kind of demanding in my heart or the unreleased romance hidden in my nature. After finishing the meal, I picked up a book and leaned on the sofa to read a few pages quietly. However, the words didn’t have the magic of the past and couldn’t catch my heart at all. My eyes gradually drifted away. My heart seemed to be a little tired. I was afraid that I would fall asleep again if I was lazy on the sofa. The leisure I had hoped for in seven days must not be wasted in vain. I have been tangled in bed for half a day in the morning, and the whole week’s sleep is probably enough. I can’t leave the few time left in the afternoon to the sofa any more. Walking to the balcony, several potted flowers on the window bar outside the balcony pulled my blurred eyes back. In late autumn, flowers have already disappeared in the flowerpot, only some leaves remain. Those leaves green with deep and shallow yellow, thin and crisp leaves, without the charm of spring, losing the charm of summer, struggling in vain in the bleak autumn wind, try your best to keep the dark green and delicate. Just like a woman who has passed her youth and lost her last beauty in the long river of time, she sadly lost her face, she showed her withered figure which was no longer full and straight in front of others, and finally she couldn’t win a trace of attention and lingering eyes. I finally understood the reason why I felt a little tired in my heart. When I was locked in this room, the air I breathed was cramped. Maybe it would be better to go out for a walk. For those deep and shallow green, yellow, and the last glory in this autumn day, it is time to see. When I missed it a little bit, the remaining vitality in the late autumn would disappear without a trace. At that time, I would like to find some traces of autumn, and it was not easy to be afraid. When I went out, I paid special attention to the time. It was already over four o’clock in the afternoon. I don’t know where to go. Getting down from the 18-story high building, my heart no longer fell to the ground and hung. Feet on the ground, the heart is also like touching the ground, happily following the footsteps breathing and running. Wandering without a destination itself brings a kind of relaxing pleasure and freedom, and it is true that the environment comes from the heart. The path passing by every day has a different feeling today. Going to work, getting off work, shopping, shopping, sunny days and rainy days all have to pass by the same way, but I seldom take a closer look at the scenery on both sides of the road. I have never noticed that the small trees and grass on both sides of the path are also a nice scenery, with white fences, green trees and grass, and the gray buildings covering them, several stones were drowned in the grass in disorder. A rope was tied between the brown trunks, and a quilt with flowers was dried on the rope, which also had the interest of idyllic life. The community is adjacent to a university. It has no destination and is not willing to go too far. So just go to the campus. Looking up at the sky, the sun has already slipped to the west of the sky. When I casually pair my eyes with it, the rays of sunlight still hurt my eyes. For a moment, I can’t open my eyes to see other scenery. In spite of this, the crimson glow still seduced me to chase after in love, just like a piece of gorgeous cotton satin, which covered half of the sky as soon as it was shaken. The red is surrounded by light green dark blue dark gray sea of clouds, which are stacked layer by layer, just like the colorful edge of brocade. Who said that the sunset was the canyang, and the setting sun was as solemn and warm as the rising sun. The campus is still the same as before. I like and even a little obsessed with the quiet and leisurely atmosphere. Seeing the students in twos and threes or walking together or alone, there was a faint joy from the bottom of my heart without any reason. My college time was fixed in the northern campus more than ten years ago. I once had such youth, such a brisk pace and such a bright mood. I don’t want to sigh the passing of time. Every stage of life has its own unique rhythm. As long as I am still in the mood to enjoy the sunset, I am willing to go a long way to pursue the trace of autumn, and I can also find the natural interest from flowers and grass, I can also seek spiritual food for my own soul. I can also blow wind and listen to the rain, so that my heart will not grow old, desolation, exhaustion and death. When I entered the campus, I knew that I still had a destination. It was waiting for me there, calling me, just like a faithful lover. I would not leave it to other places. Every time I step into this campus, I will go out with it. That is a corner of the campus, and it seems that such a place is only suitable for quietly leaning to a corner. I can’t imagine how funny it would be to place such quiet beauty in the greeting. Designers understand it. It is like an independent hermit in the world in such a large campus, which exists peacefully and calmly. A green and tranquil lake with no waves, a long water corridor paved by Wood, one side of which is a wooden handrail of the same color built beside the water, there is also a milky white pavilion for rest by the lake. The narrow surface of the lake seems to stand here and support a pole to open the boat moored on the shore, if there is a boat on the other side. But that was just my imagination. There was no boat on the other side, and there was a house built near the water on the other side, with a yellowish appearance and a brown edge seam, in the late autumn season, the dark green, light yellow, dark yellow and dark red leaves on the shore were extremely harmonious. The House on the other side looks like a villa with high Foundation from the exquisite appearance of the eaves and walls, which seems to overlook the green water proudly. There is a row of brown stone steps on one side of the villa, and the first level leads directly to the string lake below. I think this designer must understand Taoism thought. He combines the quietness of nature and the fireworks of the world so skillfully, so integrated and impeccable. On the evening of late autumn, there was already a little chill. But I don’t want to go away. I am willing to stay with it quietly for a while. Leaning against the handrail, staring at the blue water in front of us, the trees and houses on the other side were clearly reflected in the water. There are several fallen leaves floating on the water. Here I can’t feel the desolation that life is about to die, nor the depression and sadness brought by autumn in the usual sense. What I can feel is just the kind of tranquil beauty immersed in the bones. The Twilight is getting stronger and the lights in the house on the other side are also on. I think I should go too. After enjoying the scenery for half a day, it seemed that I stole half a day from the complicated life to give my heart a vacation. Enough, go back to my fireworks world! Likes (Prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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