I want to be swept up by autumn, swept into the gentle breeze, soft white clouds, and orange-scented embrace.
Early autumn is always gentle, leaving summer behind during the day and carrying the autumn breeze after sunset.
Summer is over, but my spring, summer, autumn and winter with you have just begun.
It is not to do nothing, but to do what you should do most. Heaven and earth will always choose the things that are most suitable for it and let them continue, so in autumn the leaves will turn yellow and fall. Animals will hibernate, and when spring comes next year, the fields will be green. Everything in the world is basically like this. It is unwise to insist on changing anything.
There is a pleasant and faint smell of burning in the wilderness. The sun bakes all mature things even more mature. The yellow maple leaves are mixed with the ocher oak leaves, burning all the way to the horizon.
Weeding in autumn lets the fruit trees know that autumn is coming, otherwise the apples will not turn red.
Autumn is here, and if you want to wear a small skirt to show you in summer, you have to miss its season. But it’s okay. I still have beautiful autumn dresses that I want to show you.
Perhaps what I love is not late autumn, but early autumn. At that time, the Xuanqi is beginning to dissipate, the moon is full, the crabs are fat, the osmanthus is bright, and it has not fallen into a strong and bleak state. This is the most worthy of enjoyment. of.
In the evening of autumn, when the bamboo leaves are boiled with chrysanthemums, people and crabapples are both drunk.
The slowly falling maple leaves are like longing, and I light candles to warm the autumn at the end of the year.
Winter is loneliness, summer is parting, spring is the bridge between the two, but autumn penetrates all seasons.
——Adonis "My Loneliness is a Garden"
One thought makes the autumn wind rise,
One thought longs for you,
May This autumn season,
You are well and I am well.
My love has long been wasted in the heat,
The short silence belongs to autumn,
The lasting heartbreak belongs to autumn,
< p>Missing that doesn’t need to be brewed also belongs to autumn.I hope the tracks are covered in the fall and all the stations say late August.
The wind blows this autumn, and the days ahead will be long.
Get to know the world on the road,
Meet yourself on the road.
It rained all night and the chill hit my chest. It’s autumn for me.
——Mu Xin "The skylark has been chirping all day long"
The wind is already the smell of autumn!
I really want to eat chestnuts, wearing a shirt, I really want to step on every leaf and make a crunching sound.
When autumn comes, pick up fallen leaves and flowers to pay homage to autumn, write elegy on their tombs to welcome winter, and let winter pass and inherit the sadness of autumn.
——Xu Daran