The west wind is thin and the autumn is deep
—— Dream bamboo
Time lingers in the late autumn. The leaves of different colors, at the moment of falling, scatter a passing light and shadow. They are holding each other to the end with disappointment or disappointment, and complete the arrival of life.
-Inscription
Time falls between the eyebrows and fingertips, and it is like walking into a sad and touching story when you are in autumn.
(1) A graceful posture, living by the water
The west wind is thin, late autumn is deep, and clumps of graceful posture are beside the river, swaying in the wind. On the river bank, it is sparse or dense. Reed ears or stand proudly, stick to the years; Or bow their heads and meditate, nervous.
sigh at those broken armadillo, and tell your companions with affection. They bowed their heads and agreed to meet again next year with the somewhat turbulent river. A bit affectionate, a few folds cold.
the wind is blowing, and the reeds that have been blown off are flying one after another, leaving at arm's length, as vast as the snow flowing in the return air, and I don't know where to go.
The Book of Songs says, "The white dew is frost."
in the late autumn, the vast expanse of the bones and bones is full of indescribable and subtle charm, which shows the ups and downs and ups and downs of life.
Perhaps beauty is nothing more than depression, calmness is nothing more than decline, and Jing Ya is nothing more than silence. This is the depth and breadth of life.
(2) The lotus is lonely and pitiful
When the years pass by the circuitous river, the lotus is thin and becomes a half-lake autumn. The continuation of a curtain, although silent, has an ending.
mourn the death, sighing that the beauty is dying. From pink makeup, jade plate, charming posture, to ragged clothes, haggard and pitiful, who is sad with words in the depths of the pond. What kind of affection can touch the sadness of life? In fact, which life has never been brilliant? What life won't be thin and withered? How can it be regenerated without decline?
Life after savings and precipitation has its thickness and depth, which is equally exciting.
otherwise, how can it touch the poet's bitterness and sadness, and make a lasting farewell? "Han Han Xiang sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the green waves. Also with the young * * * gaunt, ugly ""autumn wind blows Bai Bo, autumn rain blare defeat the lotus. In Pinghu, there are many passers-by. " "Autumn pond is calm, and Liuxiu loses the lotus yellow. Dead leaves and stalks are hard to find red makeup, and there are no fish and birds. "
Because of the late autumn, the residual lotus entered the poem, and it once again interpreted the beauty of life with implicit beauty.
(3) the maple leaves fall, and they are unfamiliar.
Autumn is dim, and they are dizzy and edited on the maple leaves. Green, light or deep; Yellow, bright or dark; Red, or light or thick ... Maple leaves, like a painter's pen, are painted with a sense of hierarchy, drifting away from strangers and following, renewing and returning in late autumn.
In the late autumn of "red leaves are fluttering down the twilight", maple leaves are sad, memorable, lamentable or silent ... These emotions surge in the wind, and they use pain to make autumn cool and bleak, and write a tragic and sad song for autumn ...
A delivery, a washing and a journey. After many years, maple leaves fold into late autumn. Autumn is raining and indifferent, rustling and calm, growing and far away.