Autumn is a desolate season, with fallen leaves fluttering and swallows flying south, which can easily make people feel sad.
From ancient times to the present, there are many poems about sad autumn, but one is an exception.
That is Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems", which is not only very romantic, but also very elegant. Through this poem, you can feel the poet's passionate heart.
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.
Although it is rare to see the wonderful sight of cranes soaring into the sky now, I strongly agree with the views expressed by the poet.
Spring flowers and autumn moon, the four seasons rotate, each has its own beauty. Although autumn is not as gorgeous as spring flowers, if you look closely, you will see vitality everywhere.
Not to mention far away, just take my balcony as an example. Recently, many little lives have come to life.
The first is the Rose Mage. It has been wilting and half-dead in summer. Recently, I feel that the weather has turned colder, so I tried to water a circle along the flower pot.
After being out for three days, when I came home, I saw that the leaves of the mage were all standing up, green and full of vitality.
After a long dormancy in summer, it finally woke up.
The freesia I planted a few days ago has also begun to sprout small yellow buds. Soon, they will grow taller like garlic seedlings.
The aster in the seedling box also grew two lovely cotyledons, like a doll's little hands.
Originally I bought blue and apricot seeds, but the shop owner also sent me a pack of shell pink seeds. Now I have all the colors I like. I look forward to seeing their flowers blooming all over the branches next fall. head.
Last year I remember that Jianlan Golden Lotus bloomed in August. This year it didn’t bloom in August, and there was no movement in September. I thought it was going to go on strike, but I didn’t expect it to pull out 3 flowers at once not long ago. sword.
The late-blooming flowers are the most fragrant. It turns out that they are preparing to surprise me.
Milan has also grown a new layer of buds, with a faint fragrance floating around.
Who said autumn is so lonely, my balcony is like spring.