The closing ceremony of the cool summer was held in a storm, when I was listening to the quiet and unspeakable music in early autumn. The sound of wind and thunder suddenly broke out, and Ning Jing was suddenly knocked out. Open the window, the streets under the rain were filled with muddy water, muddy ground, and there were dead branches and leaves from unknown places - behind the most glorious stage in this world, there is always a messy backstage.
The next day, the air was moist. I glanced at the green mountains standing on the other side of the river. I just felt that they were clear and handsome, and they were really beautiful. Around me, the trees after the rain are fine and red, and they are quite beautiful - autumn decorates you as earrings, wind blows you as bells, but I don’t know if the thin white dew dissolves the sorrow on the road to ripening the fruit? I looked up and saw an eagle flying over my head and flying over the sky. I guess it had seen everything and saw me. At that time, the cicadas were not far away, the osmanthus flowers had just bloomed, and the plums were still rushing through the season. Living so close to the river, I occasionally leave a few lines of casual words in my dreams or when I wake up, and I think it will make the misty water vapor in the river wet. One day it shakes open, it may turn into clouds.
Autumn comes as soon as possible, the autumn colors are getting deeper and the autumn is getting deeper. There is a ginkgo forest next to the riverside trail of more than ten kilometers long in the small town, and I have to walk by every day. Time is coming, and the day is changing day by day, but unfortunately I neglected - when the autumn leaves look down at me, I was thinking about looking at the river water. When the branches and leaves that refused to wither were shaking in the wind, I didn't pay attention. It was not until I was facing the shadow of the trees in the clear river that I heard Qiushui say, "Didn't you see it? The whole figure of those trees is trembling..."
For many years, we are used to saying "one leaf shocks autumn", in other words, it is "one leaf beautiful autumn", isn't it good? A red or yellow fallen leaf turns the slaughter of autumn into a dazzling colorful world. Will this make those fallen people who can't stand some hardships and see the wind drifting for life? Autumn opens a grand temple, allowing every leaf to practice in it to see who can understand the true meaning of life and who can reach the end of silence - no matter how great a life is, it will only last for a moment. Who can leave a token of the season with a perfect transformation? Only autumn leaves can observe the world quietly even if the ghost escapes.
After all, autumn is a hurry season, and it becomes a memory in the blink of an eye. The fallen leaves fly far away in the blink of an eye, and the colorful autumn colors suddenly only have some flying chips and fragments. I know that in the distance, the snow is preparing to fall and is preparing to melt. Hold on to everything. The eyes were separated by the waterfall curtains of autumn leaves and looked at the rural mountains on the other side of the river. It was mostly morning and the mist on the river had not yet dissipated. At that glance, it was real or virtual, and all I saw was a faint outline. Looking back at the autumn scenery beside you, there was no trace of frivolity and gave people some comfort. Someone bent over and searched for the ginkgo fruit that fell on the ground. At this time, only it was walking leisurely in the world with the autumn that no longer cared about. The same is true for people. There seems to be little left in the things they should think about, but there is some dim and melancholy hidden in their hearts that they can't even explain. Sometimes their mood will be suddenly illuminated by the light on the top of the tree, just like the bushes of leaves are illuminated.
Column Editor: Huang Wei Text editor: Luan Yinzhi
All pictures in this article are from Xinhua News Agency
Source: Author: Tang Shijie
