The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost. The four seasons cycle, the years are ruthless, and the leaves are everywhere in late autumn.
Autumn is a thought-provoking season, and fallen leaves will give you a lot of insights and enlightenment. Whispering autumn wind and continuous autumn rain make the leaves from trees to decline, from green to yellow, covering the green space of the park layer by layer, creating a charming autumn scenery.
The ancients said "it is better to be violent". Pick up a plane tree leaf and look carefully, and you will feel the rhythm of life. It used to be a thick green, growing on high branches, swaying with the wind, showing great vitality. But now it has turned yellow, exhausted, withered and lifeless. It is very old and has come to the end of its life.
Walking into the park and stepping on golden leaves, you will slowly feel the beauty of autumn leaves. Ginkgo trees are golden, maple forests are full of fire, and buttonwood leaves are yellow, middle and green. They decorate the jungle in autumn, colorful, just like a beautiful landscape painting, making autumn more gorgeous and charming.
Being in it is a wonderful enjoyment, and there will be a different kind of touch. Poetic beauty of fallen leaves. The ancients always felt sad in the face of fallen leaves, and wrote "autumn rain phoenix tree" as the most sad image in the world.
In Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, there are "peaches and plums blossom, the spring breeze blows, the autumn rain falls, and the willow blossoms are bright", and in the late Tang poetry, there are "phoenix trees, it rains at midnight, and it is bitter to leave love. With a sound of a leaf, the empty steps fall to the light ("More Leakage"), which adds rich emotional accumulation to the leaves. The leaves withered, separated from the branches and fell into the dust, full of sadness.
Cang Sang is a poet who expresses the world through Wu Ye's sadness. He tells the endless joys and sorrows of mankind. This song "Autumn Sound" is very general and artistic, and has become a classic in poetry.
The autumn described by the ancients was mostly sad, which was related to their mood at that time. When I see the fallen leaves, I think of time, the shortness of life and the unhappiness of life. For example, when Lin Daiyu saw the fallen flowers, she thought she would be sad. There are also sunny and positive poems. For example, Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain": "Leaves are like the foam of a waterfall, and I think the long river always rolls forward." Don't be in a bad mood because the leaves are falling. Look, the water in the Yangtze River is still rolling forward. And Mutu's "Mountain Walk", "Hanshan Stone Path is far away, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. " Maple leaves are redder than flowers, which is a beautiful artistic conception.
Fallen leaves have the beauty of dedication. It experienced vicissitudes of life, sun and frost, dutifully completed its mission, and then quietly left the branches with the autumn wind, quietly returned to the earth, quietly returned to the dust. Let us realize that this leaf of life can be so peaceful and beautiful from birth to death.
The life of the leaf is only half a year, and it has not failed this life. It has lived for others all its life. In spring, it inspires people with green, in summer, it gives people shade with shade, in autumn, it pleases people with color, and finally it falls to the earth, adding nutrition to the earth. It dedicated life, showed green, decorated the world, returned to the tree mother, showed tenacious vitality and realized the value of life.
Fallen leaves have the beauty of gratitude: "a flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi." Leaves are also a kind of life. They have feelings, souls, joys and sorrows. It gathers the essence of heaven and earth, absorbs the energy of the sun and the moon, condenses the warmth of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, and forms the deep affection of autumn, from light green to dark green, from childish to mature. Gong Zizhen said in a poem that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more."
Fallen leaves are always around the tree, which is a lingering affection and a deep attachment to the mother. It sacrificed itself and became a piece of soil, nourishing the years of the tree.
Fallen leaves are grateful to the earth that raised them, and it returns to the earth. It turns the return of its body into spring mud, creating a green landscape and a brilliant world for the next spring.
Fallen leaves have the beauty of calm and chic. The idiom "fallen leaves return to their roots" refers to the destination of leaves. Yu Yafei's poem "Fallen leaves return to their roots": "The giant locust in the ground rushes to Bihan, and the vein is closely branched; Even if the tree is taller than thousands of feet, the leaves will return to the roots in a certain period of time. "
They came thriving and left hopeful. It did not exaggerate its past glory, regardless of personal gains and losses, completed its mission, fell happily, turned to dust, and had no complaints. It tells us by action, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" It comes and goes smartly, and it can be said that it lives proudly and worthily.
Fallen leaves are also a beautiful scenery! The fallen leaves on the tree are also a beautiful scenery! From the leaves, we see its once vibrant beauty, its indomitable spirit and its realm of truth, goodness and beauty.
Life is full of plants and trees. This is also the case. A leaf germinates in the spring breeze and withers in the autumn wind. The ups and downs of life are natural arrangements. Resistance is futile, and sadness is even more unnecessary. Natural life is always so instinctive and full of Zen.
Therefore, the peak season is fully publicized, and the off-season can be calmly faced. And every death has opened a new round of life prosperity. Where there is death, there will be new life, and there will be endless life in this world.
The world is like a towering tree, so every life in this world is a flower on the branch, and every leaf is repeating the trajectory of life, birth and death, metabolism and genetic development.
Walking along the road of life, between wind and rain and sunshine, the years are ruthless and time flies. Why not bloom when the flowers bloom and calm when the leaves fall? Tagore said, "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers and death as autumn leaves". Praise the fallen leaves, it is a gift from nature, it is the memory of years, it is the embodiment of beauty! Kiss the fallen leaves goodbye, and another cycle begins!
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