When the maple leaves are red, there are more stories about autumn. Qiu Lai, Feng Hong, is a sentimental person, and when we miss each other, we will come as scheduled. Perhaps, on such a day, it is an exclusive quiet beauty to integrate yourself into the autumn scenery, walk into the depths of the maple forest, meet with layers of maple trees, embrace with their warm feelings, leisurely pick up a maple leaf lying in the soil and integrate your heart into her poetic feelings.
"Far away, cold mountain road oblique, and Bai Yunsheng people. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. " Savoring the poet Du Mu's poem describing the maple leaf in autumn, I have another layer of love for the maple leaf in my heart. Imagine that in late autumn, the poet walked up the steps along the winding mountain road. In the vast sky, white clouds are floating, and several families can be seen vaguely in the misty place, revealing the beauty of peace and tranquility. Such a beautiful scenery made the poet stop in this sunset. From a distance, maple leaves beaten by autumn frost are redder than flowers in full bloom in February. It's really beautiful.
Maple leaves, meaning noble souls, burn themselves without being disturbed, which makes the autumn scenery beautiful in this season. Isn't this a unique quality and feeling?
The fiery red maple leaves, as red as flowing blood, precipitated the whole spring and summer time and slowly fell with the attachment to the season. Maple leaves are like fire, but autumn is so elegant, quiet and unobtrusive. In autumn, flowers are still charming, butterflies dance, and the wind gently shakes the fruits of the branches. Autumn comes with graceful posture and light footsteps, holding the hearts of maple leaves. In this case, I gently hold the maple red, afraid of hurting her body, more afraid of disturbing her and falling in love with her.
Perhaps, enthusiastic people always have a fragile heart! In the face of such a quiet autumn, I can't help but sigh the sadness of maple leaf in the world of mortals and its heroic death. Red leaves overflow with acacia, how can people imagine? How can people achieve inner peace and tranquility? Affectionate people, weak hearts, maple leaves, the quiet beauty of autumn, touched the heart at this moment. If, by chance, you meet a bright autumn day, accompanied by maple leaves all over the mountain, pick an elegant and quiet feeling alone, pick a quiet sky and stretch your acacia for autumn, maybe the realm of acacia can be stronger!
"Pieces of maple leaf love, quietly provoke acacia", which is the mission entrusted by the poet to maple leaf. In the quiet autumn, a person walks in the depths of the maple forest, holding red maple leaves, quietly reading, thinking deeply, slowly recalling, reading the taste of life, and having a taste in his heart. Autumn harvest, can embrace with maple leaves, although the time is short, but still lingering. Falling leaves have the sadness of falling leaves. What can stop them from dancing with autumn and the season they love deeply? Silently, the story of autumn loves maple red, and the voice of leaves misses autumn. Love is long, autumn frost is cold and hot, autumn frost is dyed, and acacia is long. The love of autumn leaves is the fate in reincarnation and the inevitability of the beginning of life. In this way, it is not accidental that autumn is full of love and unique autumn colors. It is also not accidental to walk out of the noise and plant an indissoluble acacia when the maple leaves fall.
Autumn has come, maple leaves have fallen, and I am getting old. Will the thoughts that fill my heart disappear with the fall of maple leaves? I don't think so. I love the quiet beauty, elegance and gentleness of maple leaves, but I have never understood the meaning of acacia. In this autumn harvest season, should I live up to your myriad lovesickness and tenderness?
Some people say that the maple leaves are red, that's when I miss you. When I miss you, do you care about me in your heart? I'm coming into this world, are you waiting for me? I arrived as promised. Where are you? Unforgettable thoughts are also mixed with helpless feelings. The autumn wind is bleak and leaves fall in succession. Can you hold on this autumn? Autumn doesn't understand the heart of fallen leaves, but fallen leaves know the feelings of autumn. Mutter, you don't understand me, I don't blame you. I have been here to prove that I have no regrets in my life. Isn't that enough when we meet? I went. Are you still there? Love each other in the rivers and lakes, and stay together in the heart of the sea, that is the most beautiful sustenance of lovesick people! In this life, you can wait and see from a distance, you can think quietly, you can walk into a world of mutual understanding, you don't want to be extravagant, you don't want to worry, you don't hate, you don't entangle, you perfect the eternal infatuation and holy yearning of autumn leaves! Being in autumn and holding a maple leaf, do you know the end of the world? Autumn is waiting for the beauty of maple leaves, and the densely covered latitude and longitude of maple leaves are like flowing blood, engraved with your name. Plant the maple leaf of acacia for me, I think, at this moment, you have quietly come, with full love for me and infinite love for autumn, holding acacia out of your heart, right?
Ordinary love has thousands of emotions, but there is no solution after all. Watching the maple leaves fall, like a flame jumping in the heart, lit the fire of love in autumn. I think Qiu likes maple red. Otherwise, how could I come so far to see you? After waiting for so long, I wasted my time in exchange for a heartfelt smile. Love silently, open your heart quietly, and wait for the most beautiful love. You have come, with seasonal news and tenderness, to decorate the shortness and incompleteness of my life, which is enough! I am here, you are waiting, and you are there, so I study. Autumn's dating with leaves, the fusion of feelings and thoughts, this autumn and I, perhaps, can only live up to it!
"Thinking of the bright moon and white waves, the sound of Yun Lan maple leaves in autumn." Thoughts are fluttering, and autumn is getting stronger. At this moment, the bright moon, like white waves, is jumping on the rippling heart lake, disturbed by the warmth of autumn and the amorous feelings of maple leaves. Looking up at autumn, you can enjoy maple red, blue sky and clear water, as well as maple leaves in the faint autumn. It is beautiful in the warp and weft of this season, and the intersection of love and love is covered with infinite acacia. This autumn, maple leaves still burn the whole life like fire, and write a love song with autumn. The world of mortals is rolling, where are you? Falling leaves are fluttering, where is love? Autumn has imprisoned my deep friendship with maple leaf, but maple leaf has entrusted me with my lifelong yearning for autumn. ......