Every time it rains, I always feel cold again, as if the footsteps of autumn are coming gently.
The first thing I feel is the notes of autumn. After an autumn rain, birds circled and sang in the low altitude. The air was a little cold, but the hot air was dispersed. Autumn is pleasant, and the autumn melody is playing.
The colors of autumn are colorful, red, yellow and green. The seedlings in the field are a little yellow and the trees are greener. Autumn rain falls, a little cold. Flowers and plants bloom in autumn, writing down the beauty of nature. Flowers and plants in autumn sing the spirituality and beauty of nature.
Autumn is a harvest season, people are so busy! ! !
Autumn is a sentimental season, with gray air and foggy air. It seems to tell everything in the world. However, if you feel autumn from another angle, it is a quiet season. The autumn wind is cool, with a faint fragrance, blowing your face and mine. Autumn rain is falling, with the light spirit of rain and dew, nourishing your heart and mine. A kind of beauty also floats in my heart.
Autumn wind blows, autumn leaves fall one after another, and leaves fall to the ground one by one, which has a unique charm of autumn. Present the golden color of the earth. Cool air and golden leaves are unique scenery in autumn. Autumn is a heavy season, and autumn is a harvest season. Autumn, it says harvest, autumn, it says acacia. Autumn rain is lingering and always comes quietly. Moisturizes the earth, tenderly loves the courtyard and softens the leaves. Tap on the window, the tea is fragrant and affectionate. Autumn rain is warm and charming, and the smell of air in autumn rain drowns the noise of the city. The autumn wind moved, and the autumn rain fell leaves.
Autumn is full of emotion, the years are ruthless, and time is gone forever. The world is not perfect and life is short. However, as long as we have worked hard, struggled, persisted, worked hard, struggled and persisted, although there are shortcomings, it is also beautiful, don't you think?
Autumn has come quietly.
Has autumn come quietly? Lush vegetation and lush summer seem to have not passed yet. Yes, summer is an impetuous season. On this rest day, quietly waiting for the arrival of autumn.
My friends leave a lot of messages and spend a long time replying every day. Knock on the keyboard and sometimes look up at the window. The sky is light and the clouds are light, and Yuan Ye has a bumper harvest. The sky is blue, not as dull as summer. The cool breeze wafted in from the window, and the flowers smelled fragrant, mixed with the taste of fruit. Feel refreshed, listen to a Qiu Ge. The sky is vast, the breath of autumn is calm and open-minded, the fruits and vegetables are fresh and the sun is shining.
Grass says autumn is yellow; Pine trees say autumn is green; Flowers say autumn is red; Pear says autumn is yellow. The earth decorated with fallen leaves says autumn is colorful.
Autumn is a fresh poem, and autumn is a touching song. Autumn is sweet red wine, autumn is gorgeous clouds, and autumn is the season of maturity and harvest.
Autumn is desirable and intoxicating. The romance of falling leaves all over the sky, the joy of harvest and openness are in this crisp autumn season.
Autumn is the true expression of nature's hue, fresh and elegant, with ripe fruits and golden rice fields. The red maple leaves, behind the bumper harvest, have experienced hardships and sweat, making this season more charming.
A person's life is short. He is not proud in prosperity and not discouraged in adversity. He keeps a young heart and works hard.
Autumn is the season of maturity, autumn is the season of harvest, colorful, exotic flowers and grass, fish migration, life cycle, thoughts drift away with the autumn wind.
The sea in my heart
I have never seen the real sea. In my imagination, the sea is beautiful. Clear but not vulgar, light and vast. Looking at the sea, the sea is a realm of spiritual cultivation. Walk into the sea and feel the sea. Listen to the notes of the sea breeze and the beautiful melody between rhythms. Let the heart enjoy itself in the blue sea and blue sky and experience the artistic conception of all rivers flowing into the sea. The sea is very blue, and so is the sky. That I can't tell where the sea is and where the sky is.
Innocence-the Ocean of Childhood
The sea, my hometown. When this song started, my childhood memories were like the sea. Facing the sea, my heart flies. The sea of childhood is incomparably vast and blue. Light green, turquoise or dark green. Looking forward to the beach by the sea, seashells by the sea, playing with friends, how happy it is! There must be many secrets under the sea, such as small fish and shrimp, and many unknown underwater animals. Do they have a good time under the sea? Will they be friends with me? When I was a child, I imagined the sea infinitely from the lyrics of a song. It must be beautiful. Will mermaids appear? Can sharks hurt children? It is said that the sea level will rise. Is it true? What is low tide, shell? You must find beautiful shells.