On the way to work, there are already autumn leaves falling. People who ride bicycles through autumn on the long road will intentionally or unintentionally look at the fallen leaves on the ground, some are green, some are golden, and they are paved. It's also very beautiful on the road.
Or, it is telling people that it is already late autumn. I think this simple expression is also a kind of beauty.
I walk this road every day in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The scenery along the way also changes with the seasons. Spring flowers and autumn moon, day after day, year after year, I walk through the bustling scenery. , Unconsciously, late autumn once again confused my eyes.
Time flies, and light and shadow fall on the traffic flow at work. Cars, electric vehicles, bicycles... are all running with time. Time runs all the way, spreading autumn colors everywhere, and the mood on the road just blends with the scenery. .
It’s a nice picture, not too beautiful, not too bad. There are parasol trees on the roadside and hedges on the avenue. It’s approaching the National Day, and there are all kinds of flowers in front of the shops, including chrysanthemums and autumn flowers. Red...pleasing to the eye, light fragrance and subtle fragrance.
This is the scene yesterday. Today is the weekend. How can I miss this beautiful autumn?
I invited my friends and drove into Qiu Hua, walking on the small roads in the countryside. The wildflowers on the roadside were still brilliant, and clusters of small wild chrysanthemums bloomed elegantly and enthusiastically, like knocked over ink. Sprinkle the fields.
The chrysanthemums bloom at the right time. In this season, the small wild chrysanthemums arrive as scheduled, blooming, and the yellow color enters the eyes. Perhaps, it is a ray of hope, which is elegant and fresh, and also... The warm feeling makes people feel comfortable from the inside out.
Walking into late autumn and into the depths of time, although the years are desolate, my heart is filled with joy.
Not far from the city, we are already close to the mountains. In order to welcome the annual tourism conference, a sea of ????flowers are planted on the roadside. The flowers ripple in the wind like the sea, and the brocade is embroidered. The garden is in full bloom. With such scenery, how can you not stop and admire it? Walking into the sea of ??flowers, wandering in such a sea of ??flowers, the mood is comfortable, and the free mood is as beautiful as the flowers.
Autumn brings flowers as gifts, so I quickly went over to take a photo with them, and approached the sea of ??flowers. My mobile phone instantly recorded this moment. It was so beautiful, and the time of autumn has not been frozen.
Or, this is the yearning for freedom, the awe and appreciation of nature. Of course, people who love nature will not give up here, but continue to search, letting beauty become my emotion, mood or everything.
As I walked by in a hurry, the scenery was left behind. Others I passed by were also admiring it. The endless beauty remained in the most beautiful time forever.
Wouldn’t it be better to just stop and go, see things from a distance and enjoy things up close, just as you please? Simply settle down in the car, get up close and experience the perfect combination of flowers and autumn colors!
The colors of autumn are still not rich enough, the richness of autumn is not happy enough, and the fragrance and color of autumn flowers are not delicate enough.
Artificially planted Gesang flowers bloom on both sides of the wooden trestle. Walking among them, it feels like walking into the Bashang grassland. The flowers are taller than people because I squatted down and looked up at the sky and flowers. The white clouds in the sky are beautiful, and the small flowers elegantly dress up the prosperity of the garden. Their fun and imprint make them look a little taller.
Who would have thought that in this late autumn, when the bleakness is about to come, the beautiful Gesang flowers compose a moving movement on the roadside with fallen leaves flying in the wind. The wind gently touches the heartstrings. Here is a wave. Turbulent, there is a vast ocean, and together they are a symphony of autumn.
Music is purple, poetry is pink, songs are red, and pure white is propaganda. Paint flowers on it, one beautiful flower, one thin stem, graceful in the wind.
The natural handwriting is always so delicate. Each flower is randomly drawn with several petals, like an open umbrella. Because of imagination, we call it Mei. I remember it was called Broom Plum in my hometown.
When I lived in the northwest, there were flowers like this everywhere, beside the walls, inside and in the yard. Some of them could grow as tall as a person, with very strong stems and a long flowering period, swaying in the breeze. It is a painting, and of course it is also a kind of beauty!
Chrysanthemums are indispensable in autumn. The clusters of golden chrysanthemums are blooming very lively. There are many kinds of chrysanthemums, the flowers are full in appearance, and every detail is obvious. Although they are ordinary, they still require people to look up. If you know how to appreciate them, the golden flowers will become a brilliant cloud.
As if this is still a season of fragrance, the flowers are not in a hurry to leave. They are still looking forward to this beautiful encounter with their heartfelt words, gestures and enthusiasm. There are many more in this season. The beauty that should not be given up should be cherished more.
In my current mood, I want to invite every flower into my heart, every flower into poetry, every sea of ??flowers into painting, collect it, hide it in this autumn, and every time I take it out, what I see is Flowers bloom undefeated.
I am infatuated with the sea of ??flowers, so I no longer rush on the road, do not be a passer-by, but stop and feel the beauty of time.
Also because I am a person who loves time. I calm down and listen to the sound of flowers blooming, which makes my heart beat. Listening to the wind blowing through the sea of ??flowers, and the falling of a petal makes my heart beat. I am also afraid of missing anything. One frame is beautiful and makes me regret it.
Sitting among the sea of ??flowers, time is slowly passing by. How should we meet and separate from it? I think only by cherishing and loving it is the eternal beauty in our hearts.
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