The branches in the world each ride on the wind. At the intersection where the wind passes by, I secretly drink a cup of autumn morning wine with the breath of rain. The icy coolness. On the branches where the rain has drifted, I leave behind a look back at the rain and the fragr

The branches in the world, each riding the current

At the intersection where the wind passed by

I secretly drank a cup of autumn morning wine

With the smell of rain

It was as cool as ice

On the branches where the rain drifted

I stayed rain Looking back

The dewdrops

mixed with the fragrance of flowers flowed with subtle joy

The rain lingered for a day, off and on.

Open the window to watch the rain. The fragrance of soil rises from the long-drought land, and the sky above the city is filled with the breath of autumn.

raised his eyes, and within sight, there was a dense slanting wind and drizzle, the buildings were hidden, and the surrounding area was occupied by moisture.

can finally turn off the air conditioner.

The cool breeze passed through the hall, and the autumn mood slowly passed by.

Sit quietly and listen to the rain.

The sound of dripping rain is continuous but disorderly, but it is the most beautiful melody today.

Imagine the fields, imagine the autumn crops, imagine the thoughts of autumn, are you just as quietly full of emotions as this rain, waiting for a fruitful season together.

Also, the autumn air is crisp and the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

Also, the night insects are whispering, and the sound of autumn is like the tide.

Also, the wood leaves are green and yellow, and the osmanthus is fragrant and cold.

Also, the grain is plentiful and the moon is high and the dew is heavy.