The fiery sunset is the most beautiful scenery in my hometown. Smooth and moist texture, spread on the smoky streets. The backs of villagers will be painted for a long time, and the edges of each shadow will be plated with golden light.
When reeds appear in the air, they will smell like melons and fallen leaves. They can't bear the yearning for roots. They dressed themselves up as charming brides in colorful clothes. The old cow took off the cage and walked freely in the field like a gentleman. Roosters always like to show off their air, blushing and showing off the black of their new feathers in the yard.
This time, I was drunk by them in the moonlight. So I love to go back to my hometown in autumn, and the unobstructed space creates a big picture of my hometown. Even if I travel far, I will play it frame by frame in my dream. Second, the Covenant of the soul, you are the freshest ray of light in the breath of mountains and rivers. I ran to the Covenant of the soul, and I followed your trail all the way. The wind in late autumn is the most charming, and the ocean of joy will always overflow my tired ripples. The faint lotus fragrance will swell my city, and I can't extricate myself, and my soul will indulge in your gentle gaze.
The sunshine is so vivid and warm that your smell has surrounded me, extending from all limbs to my bone marrow.
The memory of this moment, integrated into my strange classics, is endless. A spiritual date, a spark of passion, is enough to make Xiaolou confused. My motherland, my king, thank you for giving me this autumn, because this autumn has you.