The maple trees in autumn are so sad. Maple leaves are so sad!
3. Fallen leaves promote walking. But I can't imagine the last threshold of the end of life, after all, what is behind. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.
4. The north wind is rustling in first frost, and there are countless strong men.
Only under the cover of sunset, the autumn wind blows the leaves, which seems to pour out endless grief in my heart. When the yellow leaves fall, they hover and linger like dancing butterflies.
6. Leaves fall to the roots, just like I left you, but I still look at you from a distance, your joys and sorrows.
8. Fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It eventually turns the deep soil into silt and nourishes another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and also the eternal beauty of fallen leaves.
9. Even if the leaves of life fall, life is beautiful, because the leaves have returned to heaven and earth.
10, the wind is spinning on the earth, dreaming, shuttling between cities more than once, like a broken kite, like a lost child. Holding a transparent body that will be blown by the wind, flying with the fallen leaves, always insisting on the interval with time.
1 1, the leaves don't want to leave, and the maple can't be saved. Maple is not redundant, but irreversible.
12, autumn wind leaves sorrow from the heart.
13, the autumn wind sneaked into my heart.
Sad sentences in autumn
1, fallen leaves rush by. But I can't imagine what is behind the last threshold at the end of my life. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment. 2. The tranquility and dreams in autumn are not chasing glitz, but quiet, quiet and faint.
3. A new word of the ancients tells the rhythm of Qiu Si, and maple leaves have nowhere to express the sadness of parting.
In the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming a child who came back from a hug. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.
5, the autumn wind starts, and the leaves return to the roots; Still water flows eastward, and jathyapple is alone. Autumn gives people a feeling of desolation and loneliness. Some people will grieve for spring and autumn in this season, and will lament the impermanence of life in this season.
6. Sadness always floats down with the autumn leaves, and once promises and vows have become somewhat bleak.
7. It is another season of falling leaves, and the leaves falling in the autumn wind are always full of sadness. Really when the leaves turn yellow and wither, they will fall down. Do those scattered sorrows look so pale?
Some people say that autumn is the harvest season, so this autumn, I have gained helplessness and loneliness.
9. I just want to send this autumn that belongs to me away. Let it take away all the memories I left in this season.
10, there is always inexplicable sadness in autumn, and endless sadness continues to distant land. Autumn, withered season, there will always be some inexplicable sadness in my heart, I don't know why?
1 1, a person's autumn, so lonely; A person's autumn, so sad; One's autumn is so long.
12, the autumn wind is blowing, the weather is cold, and my heart is cold. Autumn is the harvest season. I lost the fruit of love. Autumn is also a sad season, a person walking on a familiar road, watching the leaves floating in the wind. I asked in my mind: Ye Zi, are you lonely? In the end, is it the tree's persistence or the wind's most demanding!
13, I looked up at the sky, the beauty of the sunset set off my infinite disappointment, and an impulse to cry occupied my whole body and mind.
14, because of the arrival of autumn, my heart is full of a new kind of sadness, lingering, dusty memories are always clearly opened.
15, because autumn has arrived, there is a faint sadness in my heart. Maybe all this is just my association, a personal feeling related to myself and connected with my heart.
16, once sad, once melancholy, once obsessed, once crazy, every beating note is still in front of me, and every melodious melody is still in my ear. I'm glad I have it all; I'm sorry, I lost it all again.
17, the weather is colder in late autumn, the leaves are yellow and fall on the ground like a yellow carpet, but the camphor tree can't bear to wither, which is quite independent of cold and autumn.
18, the dust of the years mixed with frost will also wither hope. Just like the arrival of late autumn, the cold wind sweeps away the leaves, and the prosperity is instantly lonely.
19, it's autumn again before you know it. Looking back, how time flies! The afternoon sun is no longer fierce, the autumn wind is bleak, and the autumn rain is continuous. I remember when I was in Shuicheng, I walked on a quiet road, and the tall Fatong on both sides was silent. It happened that a leaf fell at my feet, and I sadly completed my wandering journey with a yellow face and crawling posture.
20. In that autumn, my heart swayed with the bleak autumn wind, withered and buried like a fallen leaf, and everything disappeared in that foggy autumn.
2 1, autumn wind rustling, leaves messy, bleak patches everywhere, my heart is also sad. Suddenly, I found that autumn is a sad season.
22. The swaying crowd drifts silently, and the shoes knock out a thin sound, which is ethereal and light. Perhaps, it is more cordial to talk about a love with the earth. At any moment, it is listening to the answer in your heart.
23. In autumn, the bleak mountain is just to welcome the autumn. Bare trees, withered leaves, leaving birds, what a bleak way to meet.
24. I like the feeling of autumn leaves falling. Autumn wind blows, and leaves, large and small, leave the branches and float leisurely in the sky, just like I don't know where I will fall now, so I drift with the wind with the years.
25. Autumn is lonely, the season of forgetting troubles, the lofty season of placing worries, the romantic season of autumn, the fragrance of this heavy fruit everywhere, the bleak season of autumn, and there is always a trace of melancholy and faint sadness in my heart.
26. The sadness in autumn is a dreamlike past of youth. There is no regret for autumn sadness, and autumn sadness is an eternal harm to the soul.
27. That autumn, the fallen leaves were branded with sadness; In the breeze, it drifted into sadness; In the autumn rain, a clear tear fell.
28. Unconsciously, the cicada's voice faded gradually, and a yellow leaf slipped quietly on her shoulder, suddenly finding that summer had quietly left.
29. A leaf fell at my feet and sadly completed my wandering journey with an unfinished yellow face and a prone posture.
30. I like autumn. I am fascinated by everything in autumn, autumn leaves and autumn rain. All this is so sad in my eyes. Yellow leaves are everywhere, and it's withered season again.
3 1, is autumn really synonymous with sadness? I have never believed it, because autumn has never been sad in my heart, but it is a little cold, so I have always been attached to autumn, its beautiful butterfly rain, its delicate autumn rain and its little loneliness.
I like autumn, not because of its abundant harvest, but because of its desolation.
33. Walking on the streets in autumn adds a bit of melancholy and melancholy to my heart. Looking up at the sky, the setting sun is like blood, looking down at the ground, full of rehmannia leaves, autumn is really a sad season.
34. Autumn is also lonely. Autumn leaves are lonely, autumn winds are lonely, and autumn rains bring us desolation. Just like a person's state of mind, chasing dreams is always accompanied by loneliness, not leaves.
35. It rained twice, and it seems that autumn came earlier, with a cool breeze blowing gently and full of autumn. It seems that everything has become silent, more sober than spring, clearer than summer and more inclusive than winter.
36. Outside the window, the autumn rain is falling, cold and clear, just like an elf falling into the dust, dancing and singing lightly, but ethereal. When the autumn wind blows, the coolness suddenly rises. I couldn't help making a cup of hot tea. I quietly watched the leaves slowly stretch their posture in the smoke, smelling the faint tea fragrance and sipping gently. The heat flow dispelled the coolness, but my thoughts became more and more dense with the rain. Autumn wind and autumn rain are the easiest to be sad. The edge is as deep as the sea. As I said: No matter how hard I try to catch up, I just stay behind you, and I can't catch up with your footsteps after all.
37. Sleepless in the autumn night, walking alone in the forest, listening to the chirp of Qiu Chan, is it desolate in autumn?
38. If you are sad, it is an autumn curled up in the corner, which makes people mourn; If you are sad, the leaves are everywhere, the autumn wind is everywhere, the wind is rustling, and the atmosphere of parting is brewing everywhere, but the road is full of tears, then autumn will be a parting autumn.
39. Fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.
40. The autumn wind is coming, with a biting chill. Yellow leaves rustle in the cold wind. The four seasons are particularly distinct at this time. Like an uncontrollable emotion, I finally found a breakthrough, and I will never stop.
4 1, it began to rain outside the window. At first, only a slight rustle could be heard, which seemed hollow and far away. Gradually, the sound approached, as if it came slowly and gently from a deep place. Raindrops beat on the windowsill, just like your gentle hands beat on the desktop like pigeons. Listening to the rain knocking on the window at night is beautiful, but it also shows the listener's boredom and loneliness. How I long to hold your hand gently and look at your face carefully on such a night, with attractive eyes and affectionate feelings, regardless of the wind and rain outside the window.
42. Looking back suddenly, autumn has gradually drifted away, and I am the only one enjoying the desolation of this season. But always miss the sadness of fallen leaves; Missed the tragic sunset of the long river; I also missed the sadness of the ancient road and the sunset.
43. In the golden evening, a person is lonely; Float down and bend over to pick it up; Everything is so quiet and happening. Like a certain mood, a wisp of unprovoked sadness rises from my heart, and a beautiful picture is touching; That sad, lonely, sad word. The sadness of autumn haunts my mind. Autumn is so strong.
44. In autumn, people are also blown by the autumn wind, and they are infected with a sad mood. No one laughs like summer, but let the autumn wind touch their cheeks again and again.
45. When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.
46. The sunset on the ancient road is half a shadow. Why has it lost its former joy? The sound of flute and piano has been hurting for a long time. Who is waiting for bittersweet things? Who will fly to the south? Goose has been entrusting letters for more than half a year, but there is no reply. How can a beautiful woman leave me alone? It's frost, chrysanthemums and maple leaves. The color of the sunset is changing. The afterglow of the sunset is waiting for me to leave. Nowadays, paper clips, regular script and ink pen are deeply written, and I would like to remember this sad season.
47. I like the feeling of the autumn wind blowing head-on: the autumn wind brings coolness and drives away the summer heat; Autumn wind brings leaves and bleak season.
48. Autumn is a cycle. Since the autumn wind, life has fallen asleep, and the years will eventually touch all the prosperity and decadence.
49. That autumn was also autumn wind and yellow leaves. The leaves whirled around the tree with the wind, with a little helplessness, silence and disappointment, singing farewell songs in a low voice and saying goodbye to the tree she once loved.
50. Autumn is also a season of missing. Some miss their relatives far away, and some miss their lovers in different places. What about me? What did I miss? I don't seem to have missed anything, but I will have many ideas, but I just can't say them. I was born in summer, but not as bright as summer, but as sad as autumn. Perhaps because of this, I have a different feeling about autumn.
5 1, the leaves in early autumn are only slightly yellow, but they have already begun to indicate that they will fall, which also indicates that the story is a bit sad. The sound of trees in autumn and the cool colors of mountains and rivers are all buried with a little sadness, a little tranquility and a little fantasy.
52. Autumn, always a blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, recovered grassland a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.
53. Autumn is coming, and the weather is getting cold. I stood under that tree, watching the fallen leaves. My heart has always been your shadow. We used to be happy, we used to be sad. Now, I don't know how many spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed and I miss you more and more.
54. In autumn, fallen leaves swept the ground with the wind, leaving nothing but dust, but taking nothing away. With your last strength, dance out the glory of life and sing the swan song of life. Only a few sparse leaves are left hanging on the bare branches.
55. In this late autumn, I saw the diversity of autumn: I saw the harvest of autumn, the helplessness of autumn, the confusion of autumn, and more of the sadness of autumn.
56. Why is autumn sad? Because the tree hurts the leaves of the tree. Otherwise, autumn will not be sad, because the fall of leaves shows the sadness of trees. My heart is also the heart of leaves. I have been very sad this autumn, but I will become strong because I yearn for happiness.
57. There are many overlapping places in Qiu Guang. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no abnormal green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere!
58. When autumn comes again, I am accompanied by loneliness. When autumn comes again, it is more or less separated and aggregated.
59. On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars adds a lot of luster and interest to us in the starry sky. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.
60. Qiu, I left long ago. When the first snow comes, life in autumn is over, because it has never been so short. She left, taking nothing with her, leaving nothing behind.
6 1, autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.
62. I stopped to make love in the maple forest until late, and the frost leaves were redder than the flowers in February. I feel its desolation silently.
63. Autumn is a season of nostalgia. Many stories and people are inadvertently linked, and they whisper about each other's thoughts. It always seems that in such a cool autumn, I suddenly look back and find that the road I have traveled is so desolate. The romantic past is unbearable, and the years of hard work are vivid.
64. Autumn, always a blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon with dense clouds and heavy rain, the flood is ferocious. After a while, it was sunny and windy, and the autumn wind blew. Looking up at the sky, there will be a touch of sadness in my heart. Autumn is like this, using autumn wind to draw out inner sadness.
65. It rained intermittently, sometimes drizzled, and sometimes it rained cats and dogs, splashing small drops of water on the pants of passers-by. I lie prone in front of the window, shrinking, whispering about an autumn rain and a cold. In autumn, we meet again! I went downstairs, opened my umbrella and walked aimlessly.
66. That voice, that song, that melodious song, and the silence of the night, the sound of pines came faintly. I can't tell whether I am lonely, depressed, sad, worried or nostalgic. What can I comfort by letting a few chilly winds pass over my cheeks, palms and body?
67. It is very cold this autumn. This autumn night is full of mangroves, full of silence, you can hear the cold blowing, whimpering and swallowing, and there is nothing. It is always the enemy of autumn, and the wind and rain are sad. Might as well miss it.
68. The golden autumn is coming. The sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Clean by the autumn wind, beautiful.
69. The autumn rain makes the leaves tremble. The trees that once brought us harvest have left lonely branches under the destruction of wind and rain.
70, an autumn leaf, a little banana and a little sorrow. The word autumn plus the word heart becomes sorrow, and autumn is always the most nostalgic. In the harvest season, the fruit fulfilled its mission. After countless storms, he endured silently and grew painfully, just wanting to bring the joy of harvest to his master. He did it. It's time to leave quietly without regret. His life is so painful and happy, but he still persists. Maybe at the last moment of his life, he will look forward to the afterlife like a spring flower.
7 1, a person's world, very quiet, quiet can hear your breathing and heartbeat. It's cold, add a coat for yourself; If you are hungry, buy yourself a bread; If you are sick, give yourself a strong; Failure, give yourself a goal; Fall down, get up painfully and give yourself a tolerant smile. Yes, I am always alone. You have never been here before, and I have never been in your world.
72. Long paths spread among the silent leaves. The autumn wind rolled the slightly reddish maple leaves and gently landed among the trees. It has different trajectories, but it has the same fate. The strings of life are all played by yourself. It takes a lifetime to play every note well. When I look back, I suddenly can't see my footprints. The wind is whispering and touching, and the fallen figure is in the distance.
73. An autumn rain kicked off the autumn. With the autumn rain, the weather has also changed. It's cold, but it wakes people up, like a sedative, and calms the restless heart. For me, this season does not belong to warmth or laughter, but to loneliness and indifference.
74. In the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, countless lives have accepted this ruthless arrangement. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Maybe they can't stand the emotional ties, they have been attached and helpless, but what they should go is doomed to go, and what they miss is forever!
75, everywhere is full of vitality, what's more, I will see the dying beauty, I can hear the sound of petioles leaving the branches, crashing and tragic.
76. When the leaves are alone: it not only quits the twigs, but also quits the summer heat, which is a kind of passion; Giving up life is a passion. It is lonely, there is nothing to snuggle up to, nothing to retain, a heart floating in the wind, and finally it is silent and extinct.
Sad sentences in autumn
The night is deep and the feelings are strong. Mid-Autumn Festival still lingers in the sky, crossing the cold sadness of fate and crossing the river of lovesickness in dreams. Only Yamashita's thin figure lingers on the lonely shore of lovesickness.
I looked up at the starry sky, where the stars kept flashing, as if in tears. I am surprised that every star in the sky has an unforgettable feeling. I looked at those two again and kept flashing. I'm even more surprised that they are still crying? I thought their tears had dried up long ago! I'm trying to find my one, I think it should be the star with tears forever.
Classical sadness in autumn
As far as personal experience is concerned, Leng Xia fever in winter makes people feel silent and anxious for a long time. Only spring and autumn are comfortable. Everything in spring and autumn should be mild. Sunset and white clouds, spring breeze and autumn rain should bring joy to people, but sad poets can always find reasons for sadness at any time.
In autumn, flowers fade and flowers are dirty, and the poet laments the old man on a cold rainy night. The dripping rain is so loud that it hits people who have insomnia. Poets all call themselves the kings of their own spiritual fields. I think of a poet who once wrote this sentence: "The life I want to waste is charming."
Actually, I miss the past very much. About those people and things, I'm not saying I can forget. I miss our unrestrained laughter. Miss our joys and sorrows. Miss our naive vows. Miss everything we once had. It's just that I'm over it now. No one belongs to anyone. No one will be with anyone all his life. I just hope we're all okay. That's funny. Live a good life. Live a good life.
I love peach blossoms, just as the world loves peach blossoms. Love her pure beauty, love her tender and lovely, love her suddenly and innocently, just as I have always really loved her. I am eager to sleep under a peach tree. I have no struggle and pain. It is sweet to open your eyes and embrace each other and die.
What a gentle sigh, I am afraid that any hero will sigh as soft as silk in front of such a poem. This is a season suitable for sighing. After experiencing a fever in summer, a person's heart has entered a state of precipitation. Summer is too hot, and people are restless. In this season, the flowers have withered, and all the splendor has fallen into silence. Only the frosted maple lost no time to dye some bleak scenery, and its brighter colors than flowers were seen by poets and deeply appreciated.
I used to look up like a classical poet in autumn. Climbing high will certainly bring a broad atmosphere and give birth to deeper feelings. I saw the red leaves all over the mountain. In late autumn, the red leaves became more and more beautiful in the frost. It's deep red. After soaking in time, it is not as fresh and gorgeous as the flowers in early February, but it has a different charm. It seems to have been soaked in red wine, swaying in the autumn wind, and finally quietly fell to the ground, with a quiet and dignified expression.
Women who drink know how to cherish, and women who drink know how to understand. Women who drink know how to give up. Women who drink will express their feelings with wine, dare to love and hate, and women who drink will interpret their lives with wine, and dare to do it.
Speaking of sad autumn, Song Yuying, born after Qu Yuan, is the father of sad autumn. As a Chu poet at the end of the Warring States Period, facing the bleak autumn scenery, he basically laid a kind of elegant and sentimental lyrical gesture corresponding to his literati status. This lyrical gesture and strategy was so famous and successful that it became the object of imitation by many scholars later.
I hope that one day, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on my face, I can have you by my side. I also hope to have your company when I sleep at night. However, now that we are thousands of miles apart, all this cannot be achieved. Only by thinking of being together can we comfort ourselves.
Many years later, Du Fu said in a poem praising Song Yu: "Decline": I know Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance, and he is also my teacher. Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. "In the face of this bleak scene in late autumn, Du Fu is so lonely and sensitive. This unbearable desolate mood was deeply realized by Song Yu many years ago, and suddenly revived in Lao Du. Du Fu praised Song Yu. Facing the loneliness and decline of this life, he was romantic and elegant, as if he were a kind teacher living in Du Fu's mind. Although Song Yu is known as the father of sorrowful autumn, this tradition of sorrowful autumn did not originate from Song Yu.
In the era of the Book of Songs, when human beings learn to sing and practice the art of poetry like chickens and natural insects, we have already been in this sad autumn wind. The poem "April in Xiaoya" says: "Autumn is sad, and there are flies in all flowers. This is chaotic, so is it appropriate to return? " This poem is mixed with the resentment of exiled officials and the separation of a weak world in the bleak autumn. However, the poet's sad mood is not entirely in autumn. As a transition, autumn is only put in "midsummer in April, midsummer in June" and "fierce and windy in winter" as cheering. "Qin Feng Jianjian" says: "Jian Peijun is gray and the Millennium is frost." In autumn, the vast aquatic plants are connected with dew, which constitutes the tenderest part of human thought.
Love should not be rekindled. If it is rekindled, those good memories will be wiped out. If we don't meet again, maybe I will arrogate my deep thoughts to him until my body rots; However, at this moment, I hate him. All the good days are gone forever.
Autumn is intertwined with the poet's sadness. "Nine Chapters Random Thoughts" said: "My heart is depressed, but I will never sigh to aggravate my injury. If you can't let go of your thoughts, you will suffer from the night. Sad autumn wind, why is it extremely floating? It's just that Sun Sun was too angry and hurt the rest of her heart. " "Nine Songs, Mrs. Xiang" says: "It has fallen, and its eyes are pitiful. Autumn wind blows, and Dongting waves are under the leaves. "
There is an incredible chorus between the swaying language unique to this kind of Sao literature and this sad and ethereal artistic conception. The coolness of late autumn and the loneliness and uneasiness of emotion are integrated into one, rendering a group of unspeakable sadness and melancholy, and successfully dyeing the fragility, lingering and sadness aroused by the long-term absence of Hu Yinglin's wife (the first volume of Hu Yinglin's poems in Ming Dynasty), who was called "the ancestor of autumn through the ages".
Dai Zhenyun: "Writing about water waves, writing about leaves of trees, and writing about autumn wind are all about godless principles, and the cold rhyme is bleak" (bending). Sun Kuangyun said: "Give Dongting a sentence to make the article vivid, which shows that the Songs of the South are well written" (quoted from the Forest Review of Songs of the South). Lin Yuan even said: "The opening sentence of Autumn Wind is a wonderful work of writing love. There are scenes that are made for each other, and it is hard to say whether they will get what they want. People know that there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood, so they will be happy with you. You don't know the examples of the rise of the sentences Jude and I see the long river is always rolling forward, but it is based on the sentence Autumn Wind. " (Quoted from "Chu Ci Deng")
Undoubtedly, this method of expressing feelings with complex scenery and objects has a great influence on China's classical poetry. Li Bai's "Farewell" poem in Tang Dynasty said: "Di Zi cried in Lv Yun and went away with the wind. Looking from a distance, I saw the Cangwu mountains. Cangwu landslide, Xiang water disappears, tears on bamboo can be extinguished.
Life is so cruel. When true love is around us, we know nothing. The west wind withers the green trees, and the horizon is exhausted. It's too late to regret. As a good friend of mine said to me, life is really just a one-way ticket. We can't buy a return ticket, whether it's wrong or right, there's no way to make up for it, really not!