analysis:
autumn
autumn is a seasonal music
just played
surging * * * Stage
Autumn is the brush of the wind
The color of the sun
The painting depicted in the heart
Autumn is a child born in the hot summer
Walking out of the fields of crops
Hatching from the huge sweat
Autumn is a warm and profound philosopher
Studying the spring and summer
Or do you like the golden color of this place? The fiery red fills people's eyes
and arouses romantic feelings
Autumn is a strong wine
It will penetrate the bone marrow in just one bite
If you are drunk, you still like it
Autumn is an old man who walks on the ridge of the field
Savor the charming smell from the ground after harvest
Autumn is a parturient after labor pains < Cry
lean against autumn and drink autumn
Life is always so leisurely
My poems are as heavy as a fruit
I have always loved autumn.
God, it's blue, blue is clean; Cloud, very white, white purity.
In the autumn morning, the sky is clear, and there is a smell of wet earth. The dew on the grass beside the road is crystal clear, which makes people reluctant to touch her, for fear of waking up her good dream all night and hurting her fragile heart. At this time, I can't help but want to stop and watch carefully how her soul has been sublimated under the sunshine. However, because I was in a hurry to go to work, I always missed that exquisite moment. Actually, maybe, I can't bear to watch her disappear, can I? Because, beautiful and short-lived dew can always bring me a good mood all day.
At noon in autumn, the sun is much stronger, and the leaves seem to turn yellow slowly under it. Looking at the autumn leaves flying all over the sky, people feel free and relaxed. The forest path covered with fallen leaves is a resting place for my soul.
every time the sun sets, it is also the most messy time for my thoughts, with a few melancholy and a few loss. I can't tell what the reason is, perhaps because of the busy day, perhaps because I feel that I have wasted another day.
the night came quietly. Autumn night, especially beautiful, a little sad. I, however, like it very much. I have always hoped that on such a night, with his company, I would walk quietly on the forest path covered with fallen leaves and talk a lot in the moonlight with a little coolness.
Autumn is a harvest season and a busy season, because I feel full because I am busy.
because of enrichment, I cherish every autumn day!