[Qinghai Online Network · Prose] Shallow autumn, pick up a cold on earth

Each season reincarnation is always a little sentimental. The Langshan, who had thought about it, had not had time to go once, and the light autumn arrived quietly. We can't keep the hot and short summer, as if we can't keep the short joy.

The literati and Mo Ke gave the poetic and paintings described in autumn extremely romantic, but I stubbornly thought that autumn was full of regrets. The poet's pen; "The sound of exposed cicadas gradually swallowed, the autumn scenery was slight. The boss of drifting is empty, everything and the heart are contrary"; "one heavy mountain, two mountains. , Chrysanthemum residue. How to realize, I feel full of regrets!

Compared to the hot June and July, I prefer the mild August and September. When the light autumn comes, the summer becomes the past and memories. This is probably the reason why I like Qiuqiu. Think about those regrets that have not been as expected, and it will be resolved by Qiufeng silently. As for the regrets of summer, it is okay to stay in summer, after all, now it is autumn.

The wind blows the autumn grass yellow, and the mountains are busy. A autumn rain, a cool. Langshan, who was mindful, never went. The person who thought about it had not had time to love, and those who hurriedly met in summer, and hurriedly wiped their shoulders in autumn. Isn't this a regret?

Often fearing that the autumn wind is early, Piaoling Jun does not know. In autumn, in the end, when passing by the park, the leaves on the tree began to be slightly yellow. The leaves of three or two fell in the wind, and the coolness hit my heart. Essence

The arrival of autumn also carries this countless thoughts. This thought is like the leaves of the whole autumn, each of which is full of vows of the past and present life. Some people say that autumn is suitable for hugs, because autumn is not hot and cold, and when hugs with people, it is just enough to perceive the temperature of the other party. So, just in this light autumn, the person you want to see, hug the person who is full of you!

In the autumn night, the crescent teeth hung quietly in the sky, and the cold moonlight spilled the earth. It is difficult to sleep all night and always think about it; how strong a person's heart should be so that it can really be painful; how noble the soul of a person can leave the sadness only; How solid can you stand up? This passionate autumn is a tear in my heart, a injury to the tingling memory.

Autumn comes to autumn, and the four seasons are replaced. Who is the words of the fallen leaves this autumn, and whose autumn wind sweeps off? Who is your memory this season?

In the end, it is autumn. It is a bit cold in the morning and evening, walking on the side of the small road, and picking up a cold in this world. I hid in this shallow autumn corner and prayed for a long time.

Life is the first life. In this world, everything is worth it, and everything is regrettable. Who reads the autumn wind cool and who reads the cold rain?

Autumn should be fine, if you are present!

Ying Xiaojuan, Qinghai Ledu, Libra girl, has been working in the world of words. Several articles have been published online. Taking words as interest, pen as the heart, dreams as horses, and text friends.

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