Author: Zimo
It’s autumn.
I remember Haizi said: "The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, we stand without talking, it is very beautiful."
Yes! In the autumn fields, the grass and trees are still working hard to grow, blooming and setting seeds, and the upward force is still very strong.
Working hard to grow and bloom should be the eternal theme of life, until the autumn colors become cold and the cold returns, until nothing can be done.
Autumn goes deep, starting from a falling leaf, we encounter rain after rain, autumn rain and cold, the grand bleakness will make autumn shine.
However, at any time, as long as something is still going on, it is not the end. All life uses a unique way to fill the emptiness in the heart, making oneself fulfilled and looking plump and beautiful.
Every life longs for understanding and hopes for a drizzle to nourish life, so that it can stand in the autumn wind and thrive.
steals a faint fragrance from the happy time, slowly moves forward with the ordinary days, lives slowly, works silently, and gradually realizes the wishes in the heart.
Just like this, from a seed to a tree, from a drop of water to a sea, life must go through hardships and endure hardships in order to have spectacular scenery.
Life goes from adolescence to old age, from meeting to parting, the years are smooth, and the sea of suffering is boundless. It seems that everything is yesterday, and it seems like it has been a long time ago.
As time goes by, the monsoon comes, and the cool time lengthens the shadow of the years. Such a silent time, without words, just mottles the world.
When the autumn rain and autumn leaves fall on the shoulders, it is half quiet and half happy. No one does not like the quiet self, and no one does not love the gentle time.
Today, it is autumn again. Time is like a butcher's knife, but age is like a letter opener . Despite the vicissitudes of the years, when you reach a certain age, you open the letters of life. In fact, there is only one sentence in it, Have a good rest of your life.
In a quiet corner, a corner can accommodate half of one's life, where one can recall slowly, read and write quietly, surrounded by flowers, time and tea, reading every word, it is all gatherings and separations, all sorrows and joys. .
Fortunately, half of my life has gone by, but in the blink of an eye, the ups and downs of life have long since returned to dullness. With a calm mood, I walk unhurriedly and have a deep love for the future.
The trajectory of time and the changes of the years make the silhouette of life fall on the mottled wall. It is a beam of light that shines through the window and hits the heart. Silence becomes a shadow, shaking off the time.
However, the scenery outside the window is still so conspicuous, amidst the impermanence, colorful embellishments, my world is the silence of middle age and the calmness of autumn.
I am that person walking alone in autumn, facing the wind and rain, climbing high and looking into the distance, making shadows by the window, a pot of wine among the flowers, and listening to the dew under the bamboo.
Perhaps, being immersed in it, not knowing what night it is, a pool of autumn water in my heart, accompanied by green vines and old moss, is enough to enjoy the four seasons.
Waiting for the autumn night, in the dim lights, thinking alone, the sorrow of autumn gradually becomes stronger, the fragrance of my heart is faint, the faint fragrance is sparse, and I learn to feel relieved.
The dew-condensed night drowned out the sound of cicadas and revived it with the sound of insects. In the early morning, it was once again the most beautiful day of the new autumn.
Life is like this, following the seasons over and over again. Between sunrise and sunset, the difficult part is the time of practice.
also knows that before the real autumn comes, two things must be done: abandon sadness and keep your heart warm.
I also remember Lin Yutang said: "Human beings are strangers who have nowhere to go, so they don't have to talk about where their hometown is. They can adapt to the circumstances, and there is fragrance everywhere in the world."
Several spring and autumn years, life is just like this, life In this life, the vegetation is like autumn. When it comes, there is nothing, and when it goes, it is just a wisp of smoke.
Life is so simple. All things glory and wealth, love and hatred, everything is withered and prosperous in front of nature, and a gust of wind can make everything disappear.
It is better to take a dim view, look away, write off the past, be happy, and live every day of the rest of your life, because people basically reincarnate, let alone spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and the four seasons reincarnate.
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