In August, Qiu elegantly carried the corner of his skirt and walked over. She is like a middle-aged lady with a charm, calm and shy, and with confidence, she comes slowly.
Don’t pass the brilliant summer flowers and walk into the quiet and beautiful autumn leaves. Autumn is no longer as passionate and brilliant as summer, but more calm and restrained.
And the autumn mood moistens the heart, it must be the perfect and refreshing autumn wind. The autumn wind sometimes makes you naughty and breaks the window, without any heat or humidity. The cool and comfortable feeling always makes you reluctant to leave, but you are willing and indifferent to hold a book and stay quietly all morning.
If you go out in a simple long dress, you will slowly wander in the wind. The skirt is graceful in the autumn wind, and the natural and comfortable expression is revealed, and the clear and lofty sky. A photo of autumn with a light wind and a bright smile is vivid in my heart, with a long and long charm.
Autumn rain is lingering, threads, like tears and complaining, it should be the tenderest scenery in autumn. I like to open a window, watch the rain quietly, and listen to the rain. "Tick, Tick..." It fell on anti-theft window , and the sounds were crisp and pleasant, even more beautiful than wind chimes. Occasionally, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the autumn wind was lightly blowing, and the rain came in by the window. A coolness suddenly poured into the heart on the arms and face of the rain. I like this kind of real, real beauty that touches the soul and touches the soul.
The most lively and prosperous scenery in autumn is on the street. The rows of orderly and majestic corn stalks are like soldiers who are bravely guarding, holding steel guns and standing quietly on the last shift. Occasionally, one or two red or blue morning glory are seen, which are wrapped around and spread to the shoulders of the corn. In an instant, it added a bit of beauty and tenderness to the graceful corn stalks.
Compared with tall corn, the petite peanuts grow strong and charming in the nourishment of the rain, and are extraordinary. The ordinary little yellow flowers blooming sway freely in the wind happily and low-key, making people love it. This harvest scene always makes people unable to hide their inner joy.
In fact, what I yearn for and look forward to most in autumn is the red maple in the fading autumn. There are no large maple forests here. When you walk to another place, you will encounter her beauty. Even if it is only one, it is enough to make me happy. But I have always longed for a longing for which October holiday can I have the honor to go to Xiangshan, Beijing and witness the true style of maple red. My love for maple leaves comes from a pen pal who gave two maple leaf specimens of different shapes. I fell in love with it at a glance. A little dream, like a burning flame, spreading quietly in my heart, little by little...
has always had an indescribable admiration for autumn. Perhaps it was her soft and quiet beauty and never ostentatious richness that made me gradually fall in love with her; perhaps the scroll of spring is always a bit too charming, and the sketch of autumn has a bit more connotation, and that touch of heavy colors is the beauty of seasonal handwritten.
The autumn is cool and the heart is warm, sit peacefully, a song of the world, listening to the sound of flowers blooming in the depths of time. Gentle and soft, the faint fragrance drifts, and the words of flowers float, as if your affectionate poems were whispering and whispering in your ears.
Autumn is like a woman who has experienced the hustle and bustle of the world, gradually becoming mature, quiet, and no longer noisy. Thinking about it, I have quietly entered the autumn of my life, no longer being as ignorant as a little girl, but learned to be calm and composed.
Look at the clouds and the wind is light, and the distant mountains are dark green; a cup of wind fills the fragrance of the sleeves, and a chants the autumn water and the long sky.
Emotions come into autumn, everything seems quiet and beautiful and comfortable. Everything is so poetic and picturesque.
After passing the trajectory of time, the wind and rain are still the quietness of autumn the most. Whether it is beautiful or not is no longer important, but my heart is full of sunshine.
Autumn is the precipitation of life and the quiet beauty of time. The meaning is profound and beautiful, and quiet and abundant. But I think: the most beautiful autumn is still in the rippling heart.
Entering autumn, there are scenery that cannot be seen enough, endless poetry and countless dreams of the heart. This is a poetic and picturesque season. I like to use a quiet heart like autumn water in such a season: watch the clouds roll and unfold, and watch the flowers bloom and fall quietly. Be a woman who is peaceful, smiles in the quiet and peaceful autumn, and walks to the depths of time...
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Entering autumn, there are scenery that cannot be seen enough, endless poetry and countless dreams of the heart. This is a poetic and picturesque season. I like to use a quiet heart like autumn water in such a season: watch the clouds roll and unfold, and watch the flowers bloom and fall quietly. Be a woman who is peaceful, smiles in the quiet and peaceful autumn, and walks to the depths of time...
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