AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide

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AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

The first trees that entered autumn have turned yellow

If yellow leaves are poems in autumn

Then this is the country of poetry

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

Autumn wind blows white wax and Ginkgo leaves rustling

It seems to play a light and graceful music

evokes people's infinite imagination

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNewsAUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

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Maybe it's the past when spring comes and autumn comes

Maybe it's the years when autumn wind

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNewsAUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

Facing the leaves that are flowing golden

It's like stretching out your palm

You can catch this golden time

Warm sun also adds a layer of hazy filter to it

Wherever the lens goes

is the gentleness that can overflow the screen

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNewsAUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNewsAUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

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Wait until a strong wind blows

The huge branches can no longer retain these elves

Some of them are like butterfly flying up and down

Some of them spread their wings like golden birds

dances lightly in the air and falls to the ground

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNewsAUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

Autumn in the Old Summer Palace has this magic

It makes people come here and never forget it again

When you step into the garden

You can smell the smell of autumn

Such a beautiful scenery is just waiting for you to come

Recommended viewing locations: Su Xiangxiu Pavilion, Shengdong Room, Jiexiu Mountain House, Pinghu Qiuyue, the west side of the Western Building ruins, Lion Forest, etc.

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Ren Filter

Liu Meng Xing

Li Yue

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Fu Huai Dong

AUTUMN The earliest trees that entered autumn have turned yellow. If yellow leaves are poems in autumn, then this is the country of poetry. The autumn wind blows the white wax and ginkgo leaves rustling, as if playing light and graceful music. People's infinite imagination. Slide - DayDayNews

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