How amazing! The sound of drinking the horse river, rushing, gurgling, pouring down, is constantly introduced into the eyes and eardrums, and never stops. Tired? Not exactly. So much for the Yinma River in autumn, not to mention that in autumn, its aquatic plants are rich, lush and leisurely wandering in the river.
I started at this time, hoping for a story to happen, dancing and looking forward to the sunshine. I was thinking, somehow, a beautiful woman, quiet and gentle, looks particularly beautiful, with oval face, long hair and elegant shawl. She stared at the night, silent, leaving a wisp of fragrance for a moment. If the breeze is elegant and accompanied by the bright moon, she will leave suddenly in a white sail canoe and step on the waves.
Is it a fairy who came down to earth? Is it a ghost? Otherwise! I don't know. A good autumn night, like flowing water, with the misty rain and red dust in the second spring, gently reflecting the moon, appropriately tailoring, listening late at night.
Gently, slowly, the wind swells up the sad past, as if it were a faint sadness, bringing the depths of memory into the dusty sky, pale, silent and faint, slipping from the fingertips to the mind, smelling the faint fragrance, and paying for the fleeting past.
Suddenly, from the bottom of my heart, I suddenly remembered Du Fu's "The Hut was Blown by Autumn Wind", and the rolled-up Sanhe grass flew so high, so cold and so lonely. I followed the time sadly, and after the past and old years, I made a free and easy taste, half hooked the waning moon, and disturbed zhanghua's great canon with the light of the years. When I woke up, I had a deep dream.
"A wave of autumn waters in a lake, picking Hongyun Building for half an hour; Knock on the door three or two times and the poet is chanting. " Jia Dao "Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door." Brought me into the Song Dynasty and condensed into a bitter song.
Rhyme, harmony and singing; Guzheng accompaniment, a note to a friend in the north on a rainy night. Autumn rain is coming, but the writing of the article is accompanied by the rain. Touch it with your hand, and the rain falls, and the beads are round and smooth, and the palms are spread out and moist for a moment. Cold and unique; It can be windy, but it is still gentle and will be anxious until late at night.
Time goes by, mottled flow marks; Autumn scenery is prosperous and colorful; Colorful, leafy; The world is pure and strange, and life is lonely.
Once in Cang Sang, water is difficult; Except Wushan, it's not a cloud. Autumn wind and autumn rain, knocking out the stamens; Obviously, it is a flower that breaks the willow.
"When is the moon in spring flowers? How much do you know about the past? " The east wind of that small building makes autumn wind and autumn rain all night, "the rustling sound keeps on, and the wind and rain cry all night;" Sleep soundly in the dream, Xiaoming is already in the water. "
Whether or not, the corridor of life is as long as autumn, and life is as long as autumn; I went last autumn and will come this autumn. However, for single life, it is really hard to say that welcoming the new year and sending autumn is very remarkable. It is very remarkable to reach the age of nearly 100, making dozens of autumn the norm. Cherish every autumn! Autumn is the life of you, me and others. What can you cherish if you don't cherish it?
People often talk about money, wealth, fame and fortune, Flo Xi Shou and so on. But I often sit in the shade and chat with many old people in their seventies, eighties, nineties or even hundreds of years old, but they are very indifferent. The main reason is that they have no luxury for life, and their desires are indifferent. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. When they were young, they always suffered a lot and were in hot water. That's it. It makes them tired and miserable, exercises and is great. So when I was young, I experienced a lot of autumn wind and autumn rain, and I was determined to remember that "bitterness is a blessing" and "bitterness is a blessing". This is a great good thing, constantly enhancing the genes of life and health, helping us thrive and create miracles!
Walking gently in autumn, morning dew, stars and the moon, crowds and birds singing ... last night, the wind and rain went away, but the earth was wet and colorful, whispering softly, turning a cavity of concern into affectionate acacia tears.
The floating lotus leaf has long withered, but the song of the heart is standing with the gurgling water, a leaf knows the boat and the boat stands upright, condensing love in the air, releasing with the soul, watching calmly and elegantly, looking deeply, expecting nothing, and soaking time in the slow life.
Time flies, the clouds are full of food; There are four distinct seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Spring is associated with hot summer, summer fantasizes about the coolness of autumn, autumn marries the frost of winter, and winter calls for the breath of spring. I'm not afraid of every season, I just hope that in the seasonal covered bridge, my dream will smile silently.
Autumn is a whistle that leads the sails, shatters the summer heat, and creates an atmosphere for the ice and snow in winter. We must be sincere. In the fiery maple leaves, flying red and yellow osmanthus flowers and colorful flowers, suona was born, brides got married, the wedding was held in the bridal chamber, and life was tied together for a long time.
Look! Incentives of incense make everything jump in the years, and they are ecstatic and passionate about a frank life journey. They are like water, popular in autumn, ringing, and harvested together with Fengqiu. The moonlight is like silver and the light is like rainbow, making them smile every morning, no less than day and night.
The songs of the world of mortals, the waves of the world of mortals, the hearts of the world of mortals, all the inducing factors such as flowers, clouds, diarrhea and waterfalls, for themselves, for others, for the whole world, especially in misty autumn scenery.
Wander quietly, feel at ease slowly, and ask to see curling smoke and pastoral songs. Together with autumn, wheat seedlings and rape flowers are green, rendering the autumn ceremony for a peaceful field in Woye.
Slipping from your fingertips, time flies, excitement and passion, you will accept the baptism of love, cross the vast waves of history from the red dust, dye the seeds of romantic love for the autumn you stayed in, and show your heroic spirit again for the next spring.
I looked at the ground, thought and thought, and I was relieved after thousands of turns. I didn't care about a cigarette. It's not that I don't want autumn, but that autumn wants me to join hands with me, warm as spring, love autumn and travel with it.
Get carried away thinking, autumn's nagging, smelling, full of flavor, grinding, in hope, deep ploughing, for a cavity of autumn, connected with flowers, carrying a hand on the shoulder, packaging, nourishing, nourishing the earth, autumn white flowers, autumn flowing water dotted, autumn rings, bit by bit memories, but clear.