Rilke? autumn
I remember you last autumn. You're wearing a beret, and you're at peace. Your eyes are beating with the flame of sunset glow. Leaves fall into your watery heart one by one. You snuggle in my arms like a morning glory, and the leaves receive your slow and calm voice. ? The bonfire of surprise burned my desire. Sweet blue violets are wrapped around my heart.
I find your eyes lost in thought, but autumn is over. Gray beret, birdlike voice, home heart. My deep desire is to move to your home, and my happy kiss will fall like boiling coal. Seen from the boat, it is the sky, and seen from the mountain, it is the field. When I think of you, I think of light, smoke and quiet ponds. Thousands of sunsets are burning deep in your eyes. The dead leaves of autumn haunt your mind. ?
Nie Luda? Twenty love poems and a desperate song
3. Autumn dusk, bamboo leaves boiled chrysanthemum, people drunk Haitang.
-Lin Qingxuan's "Warm a Pot of Moonlight Wine"
I wiped off the old leaves in autumn. Do you want to hear a new story? The quiet river opened its eyes and said with a smile: there are always people going home, and there are always offshore boats.
-Jane is upright.
5, the yellow flowers are elegant, the white flowers are noble, the purple words are warm and deep, splashing water, and the autumn wind is brilliant.
-Shi Tiesheng's Missing in Autumn
6. In the autumn dusk, a person sits on the sofa and smokes, watching the red light under the white ash of cigarette butts. Vivian reveals the heating, and her mood is as relaxed and free as blue smoke. In the blink of an eye, the smoke turned into wisps and slowly disappeared.
-Lin Yutang's Taste of Autumn