Autumn scenery.
The sky is shining, clouds and clean souls are surging, blue and white, your beautiful feather clothes, your clear sky, dedicate your love to the yellow leaves and red maple, and entrust your love to the weeping willows, beautiful images and water-the beautiful king of autumn scenery.
autumn
The morning dew fell and the sound of logging jingled in the valley. Put down the sickle that has been full of fragrant rice, and hold up the fat fruits and vegetables between the bamboo fences with baskets. Live in a farmhouse in autumn. Drop a round net on the cold fog on the river, and put away the shadow of Ubuntu leaves like a green bat fish. The reeds are shaded with frost and gently shake the parked oars. The autumn sports meeting is held on fishing boats. The grass is more sparse and wide in the cricket's cry. Because the stream is dry, the stone is clearer.
Where is the flute on the cow's back, the flute hole full of summer night fragrance and heat? Qiu Meng in the eyes of shepherdess. Autumn-Haizi wrote on the beach with our bones lying on the ground: youth. Then back up the old father for a long time, interrupting the animal-like fear to fill our poems. Whose voice can reach midnight in autumn and cover up our bones lying on the ground for a long time-autumn is coming. Without the slightest forgiveness and warmth: autumn is coming.
The redundant wind is the redundant scenery, just like I became a redundant person in autumn, polished the autumn into a golden moon and brushed my heart into a twinkling star. I am a redundant person, looking at the redundant scenery with redundant eyes, and the redundant wind always knocks on my window when I am redundant, reminding me of some redundant stories.