
Author: Cheng Fukang

If you can sit down quietly in the complexity, should you take a look at the autumn sky?
The world after the flood is as calm as before. Unexpectedly, this fall will leave enough time for people to appreciate her charm. In the past, the autumn in this mountain city was short, and after a few autumn rains, it was a bleak scene. But now the mountain has never been thinner, and it still has a graceful body, with a charming and elegant look. The river water has lost the unrestrained and surging summer, and is still lush, flowing smoothly without losing its power. What's even better is the osmanthus. It has a fragrance since the autumn wind first rises, but now it still has a faint fragrance. It often comes back late at night, but you can smell the faint fragrance. It is an indescribable fragrance, which seems thick and light, and it seems to be there or not, making people stop and look back inadvertently.
time is September, and the sequence is the third autumn, a rare golden day of the year. The autumn rain comes late and slowly. It gives flowers enough time to bloom, the grass has enough time to stretch, and also gives people enough time to be happy. Seeing the leaves turning yellow slowly, watching the clouds moving slowly, and also hearing the low moans of autumn insects, gradually filling the world from a certain corner.
There is a garden behind the office building, which has been abandoned for a long time and is covered with weeds. When I am free every day, I stand in the window and look in, only rotten grass leaves and quietly walking insects. The simple wall and an iron lock lock the spring and autumn colors of this garden. There are no apricot trees inside. I believe there is no charm of red apricots coming out of the wall in spring. At least I have never seen the bustling hustle and bustle this autumn is gorgeous, and the yellow color of the garden has become a dazzling scenery. It was an unknown tree. It was not tall, with thin branches and thick shade. There are fruits in late spring, but no one eats this kind of fruit, and even the birds will not visit it, but they will naturally fall all over the ground. But in autumn, she finally stood in the scenery, shaking at the window, making people breathe a sigh of relief.
What should I do this autumn? It is rare to go to the waterside without the opportunity to climb the mountain. I think of some articles I often read in autumn. "The Sound of Autumn" is bleak, "The Sound of Red Cliff" is elegant, and " Dream of Red Mansions " is sad. However, "Autumn in the Old Capital" is a bit as light as water and as bright as a mirror, but it still has the coldness in its bones. I still looked for some discs and suddenly found that I was like entering the deep mountains and facing the audio and video world in my computer, and I surrounded myself all over the autumn. There is a different autumn in this world, but a different mood. In "HTM6 Autumn Fairy Tale ", the gorgeous maple leaves on the streets of New York, and the lonely eyes of Zhou Yunfa , there is also a warm autumn in foreign countries and a slightly bitter feeling. I think Chow Yun-fat is everywhere, but he also has a real side of a small person. Maybe it is this autumn that makes the heroes feel tender. It is still a place of water and soil in "Golden Pond", far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, choose to grow old in the clear autumn water, and let the weeds grow wildly, but there are still wisps of worldly warmth, a kind of peace of harmony between man and nature, and an old age close to nature.
Everyone is getting older, autumn is the season of gradually getting older. I think when I was young, a distant relative would come to live in autumn and winter. He is old, but still energetic, alone, with the vicissitudes of wandering people. Every autumn, his appearance will bring the breath of dust from afar, and it will also make autumn colorful. After so many years, I have never seen him again, and I don’t know where he is in the autumn wind. Whenever I walk across the street lawns and see the city wanderer lying in clothes, I think of him, thinking that they have their own inner world, and maybe one day they will stop wandering and stop the trek in the autumn wind. They have their own seasons, which are different from ordinary people.
The real world autumn is still by the water mountain. Autumn slowly poked up from the waterside. She wore silk clothes and plain hands, waved her sleeves, and the wind became wet, and the reeds were white all night in the haze. The wild vines on the side of the mountain restrained their ups and downs, and the leaves fell down rustlingly. I haven't seen the street scene with sycamore trees for a long time, and that's still a long memory of the north.There are also ginkgo trees, with small fan-like leaves filled with yellow. They stand in a row and will let you know the most beautiful scenery in autumn. I remember the autumn background on the computer desktop is a row of ginkgo trees and benches covered with yellow leaves. The benches are often empty, and the people in the autumn wind do not know where they are.
listen to the autumn wind with both ears. People choose to hike in spring, and outings are also proud of the spring breeze. In fact, the season when entering the maturity period is more worthy of attention. The tender buds of spring make people see hope, and the vigorousness of autumn makes people see strength. It is the true weight of life and the deep joy. I went to the city wall to look up at the autumn sky. The real sky was high and far, with clear clouds and light winds. I saw geese flying across the sky, the green mountains stretched endlessly, the grass was abundant, the sheep was fat, covering up the sorrow of the years of age, and there was only a new force circulating. Lying quietly for a while and worshiping the soil with your ten toes will make you feel close to the earth and you will find that you have lost yourself for too long. Don't do anything, have no purpose, just look at the sky like this. It is a pleasure to be able to see the autumn sky in the midst of the chaos.
Yes, no purpose is needed. It’s like opening a book and reading a movie disc this autumn. Maybe I didn’t read anything, I just wanted to see it, and I felt that I was slowly immersing in the autumn from head to toe.

November 4, 2003 "Xuyi Daily"

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Cheng Fukang , from Xuyi, Jiangsu Province, currently works in the Huai'an Municipal Party Committee. Deputy Director of the Supervision Committee of Huai'an Mugenyuan Reading Club.


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