autumn
There is still a cloud shining in the sky.
Autumn scenery covers the whole yard.
I stood quietly at the old window.
Listen to the whispers of the wind and the sighs of fallen flowers.
In the story of sunset,
When the wind blows, it will arouse thoughts.
You and me in the story
But the mountains and rivers are far apart.
One season is pleasant, and the other is discrete.
The fragrance in the eyes gradually faded.
Only the past in Jinse's fleeting years.
Still swaying in the dream.
In the light time like water
There are always some past events as far away as dreams.
And the distance of the dream is you and me.
Flowers that walk together are like smoke.
Find a quiet corner.
I just shelved that memory.
Yi Yan mo chi Xiang ba
Enjoy the eternal romance in words.
I put my beautiful expectations on the time when flowers bloom.
Flowers fall into a beautiful poem at the moment.
But who can be in my words
Look at that attachment that hurts.
I always feel a little flustered when I think of you.
If autumn is the season of missing.
So, if I can avoid autumn
Can I avoid missing you?
The beauty of autumn
About the beauty of autumn
For example, flowers and moons in autumn, crops and grazing, and the desire for a bumper harvest.
All these beautiful things are deposited in my past memories.
At the moment, I am trapped in a dark whirlpool.
For a stray dog, for a stray dog that I have been feeding for a year.
For a stray dog who has gone through life and death, limping and losing his hair.
Feel depressed/depressed
I can't understand those greedy people who push you to the sword for a good meal.
I am even more surprised that you can bite the rope and complete a self-salvation.
I can't stand the seemingly civilized residents.
Their hearts, like their appearance, are dim.
I can't forget that scene, the grass, the slightly blowing wind.
You look up and look around in the autumn wind. How happy and peaceful you are.
I can't forget it so far (maybe never)
When you are caught and transported to another hometown, that kind of reluctance, attachment and despair.
You regard this place as your hometown, and you regard all the people here as relatives.
That's why you never defend. However, you are really wrong this time.
This is human territory. They can't tolerate you being like them.
Live happily
The day you were arrested happened to be the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.
You and I are among the dead. There is no doubt that we are haunted.
You were arrested for disturbing the environment, and I defended the criminals.
Be condemned. At the same time, we should thank the tyrant of the underworld.
Thanks to his living virtue, you and I returned to Yang's world.
I entrusted you to a good family yesterday.
Your new owner's surname is Hu. He once appeared in the newspaper for saving people in the river.
He is so poor that he can't even afford a filter-tipped cigarette, and he still smokes hand-rolled dry cigarettes.
I entrust you to him, and you should remember your ancestral motto: a dog is never too poor.
In an dehumanized society, the poor may be better than the rich.
More tender.
Yesterday was the first night after you left.
Your friends came, but they left while you were away.
The whole community is as quiet as a grave, and the sleepy people are destined to be still asleep.
Insomnia people still suffer from insomnia, but I have been crying until dawn.
I want to know how you are tonight.
When I visited you again, did you release your furry paws as usual?
Put it on my shoulder.
autumn
Autumn mood
Like a pair of flying wings
Let the pleasant feeling fly
The sky is higher and bluer.
In the wider sky, I don't hesitate.
Downwind direction
forward
Free walk
Butterflies in the wind
Lost the bright red rose
In the autumn of confetti and gold fans
be bright in the eye
Always thought
Fallen leaves are your other half.
Fly with fallen leaves
Withered by fallen leaves
Throw the past in the autumn rain and cry.
Throw the past in the autumn rain
Wandering shoes are used to crying.
advance
Will get lost in the fallen leaves
weaken
Summer is still a secret that cannot be opened.
Ask you, ask yourself?
On a starry night,
And the moon with you.
In the autumn wind blowing season
Is there still a sweet candy worth remembering?
autumn
There are leaves all over the floor.
Luomantianbian
Even the clouds are golden.
autumn
Birds on the tree
Twitter.
Busy holding fine grass as winter quilt
autumn
Grass on the ground
Low head
It seems that I am going to sleep.
autumn
A calm stream
Stop running around.
Like waiting for friends to hug and reunite.
autumn
Fruitful trees
Like a shy girl
Seeing her boyfriend blush.
Autumn, happy autumn;
Singing that happy song.
Autumn, autumn is crisp;
Experienced the baptism of that spring and summer.
Autumn, the autumn of fruit;
Harvest rich fruits.
Autumn, autumn with beautiful makeup;
There are beautiful blue sky and white clouds.
Autumn, autumn of feeling;
Welcome the arrival of that winter.
Autumn, autumn of inspiration;
Inspired creative enthusiasm.
Autumn, sentimental autumn;
I like that gentle and affectionate girl.
Autumn, the expected autumn;
The horn of expectation sounded.
Autumn, autumn of knowledge;
Like the blue sea.
Autumn, touching autumn;
A dull mind.
Autumn, the hero's autumn;
Ripple up the vitality of the hero.
Autumn, autumn of hard work;
Took a step of struggle.
Autumn, autumn with love;
Like the Yellow River rushing to the sea.
Autumn, the autumn of endeavor;
Singing hard songs.
Autumn, happy autumn;
Ushered in the autumn rain.
Gaze at autumn
Pick a piece
Beijing Xiangshan
red maple
Don't be there
Autumn is getting stronger.
head
blossom
a
No flowers.
feel
listen to
summer
burst with vitality
Residual temperature
transmit
Seasonal
wisdom
About; In all parts of; about
your
beautiful
No need to explain
Fall in love with someone else
and
Describe the earth
Personality and style
therefore
Try to draft
Self-content
poetry
Precisely
With autumn
sound
Qiusong
Autumn, happy autumn;
Singing that happy song.
Autumn, autumn is crisp;
Experienced the baptism of that spring and summer.
Autumn, the autumn of fruit;
Harvest rich fruits.
Autumn, autumn with beautiful makeup;
There are beautiful blue sky and white clouds.
Autumn, autumn of feeling;
Welcome the arrival of that winter.
Autumn, autumn of inspiration;
Inspired creative enthusiasm.
Autumn, sentimental autumn;
I like that gentle and affectionate girl.
Autumn, the expected autumn;
The horn of expectation sounded.
Autumn, autumn of knowledge;
Like the blue sea.
Autumn, touching autumn;
A dull mind.
Autumn, the hero's autumn;
Ripple up the vitality of the hero.
Autumn, autumn of hard work;
Took a step of struggle.
Autumn, autumn with love;
Like the Yellow River rushing to the sea.
Autumn, the autumn of endeavor;
Singing hard songs.
Autumn, happy autumn;
Ushered in the autumn rain.
autumn
There are leaves all over the floor.
Luomantianbian
Even the clouds are golden.
autumn
Birds on the tree
Twitter.
Busy holding fine grass as winter quilt
autumn
Grass on the ground
Low head
It seems that I am going to sleep.
autumn
A calm stream
Stop running around.
Like waiting for friends to hug and reunite.
autumn
Fruitful trees
Like a shy girl
Seeing her boyfriend blush.
Autumn overture
In autumn, I am waiting for you at the open window.
Come and cool my sideburns,
With the generous and mysterious fragrance of lost roses.
The early moments have been hidden in the shadows.
Everything ends in another way.
Love comes slowly from the broad road,
Pulse is tense.
Life is so far away. Beautiful scenery
Weave a lace and foam.
Deep in the quiet leaves over there,
Entertainment hymns are intertwined.
Gentleness is wandering.
Active and fresh breath rises in the soil ... autumn,
I am longing for it.
Come and touch my sideburns.
Song of early autumn
Look at the smell of autumn.
Come on. Everything is still like summer;
The color hasn't changed at all, air
Grow clearly on green and white.
The shade darkened, and the fields
It is full. Flowers are blooming everywhere.
Proust collected time in 1920.
In the child's cake, he will understand.
This ambiguity
Summer is still pressing, a wisp of fine smoke
Is rising from the earth,
Prove that autumn is looking for us.
But every season is a kind of
Full of nostalgia. We name them.
Autumn and summer, winter and spring
As if mentally relaxed.
Our emotions and give them external forms.
We want something definite and solid.
But I was taken back to my childhood, which wasn't.
I will, over there.
Autumn is bonfire, billiards and smoke;
I leaned against the window,
The air is filled with memories.
When I say autumn, autumn is bad.