The seasonal changes in the city are always slower. The heat of summer has not yet dissipated, and the cool breeze in autumn has risen. I can't tell whether it is early autumn or late summer. People devote themselves to buildings made of steel and concrete and walk on asphalt roa

The seasonal changes in cities are always slower. The heat of summer has not yet dissipated, and the cool breeze in autumn has risen.

I can't tell whether it is early autumn or late summer. People devote themselves to buildings made of steel and concrete and walk on asphalt roads all day long. It is not very clear all year round.

It’s cold, and the rose flowers and trumpet flowers on the roadside have become even more colorful. "The autumn cloud has spring green, and the sparse fence shines on the lonely fragrance." It’s just that there is no prosperity in spring, and there is an indescribable alienation, just like the green in the autumn wind, which starts withering and yellow from an invisible place, but you can feel the loneliness.

I miss the autumn in my hometown a little, and it can make people feel the maturity and harvest of autumn.

In my memory, every year in autumn, the family is full of harvested crops, corn, soybeans, millet , walnuts, piled up like mountains. Adults and children peel corn day and night, and put it on the shelf. The green-skinned corn cobs become golden and yellow pillars, which is very spectacular. It is the scenery of the northern farmyard, accompanied by bunches of red peppers and hanging white-skinned garlic. Under the blue sky and white clouds, autumn is so real. However, in our eyes, it was not originally a scenery, but now it has become a symbol of a farm stay in the north.

Remember when peeling corn, you can watch the beautiful little squirrel slip down the wall, pick up a piece of peeled corn or a green-skinned walnut and run away, and disappear in a blink of an eye. Among wild animals, compared to mice, frogs, etc., my favorite is the little squirrel. Maybe I read the sketch "Squirrel" by French naturalist cloth seal. Influenced by it, I felt that the squirrel "a pretty face", "a strong body", and "a beautiful tail with a tasseled shape looks particularly beautiful". The squirrel I saw was indeed the case.

At that time, adults and children worked hard and were tired of labor. But there is also fun. The harvested fresh edamame and corn on the cob will be cooked in a large pot with leaves, and the whole room will be filled with fragrance. There is also the comfort of being tired after working. It is rainy, sitting in the house, eating walnuts, smashing apricot pits, and listening to the sound of rain ticking under the eaves, it is very comfortable. These are all the joys of life.

This year, the autumn in Xi'an is about to pass without realizing it. The epidemic has been repeated and I dared not go out. I heard that the leaves in Yannan Park are red, I heard that the beauty of the Daming Palace Ruins Park is so beautiful, I heard that the ginkgoes in the ancient Guanyin Zen Temple at the foot of the Qinling Mountains fell all over the ground, I heard that the reeds in Baqiao Wetland Park are growing wildly... I missed the autumn scenery of Xi'an.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be no memory after all. If you miss it, it is not worth regretting.

"Autumn wind blooms in Wei River , fallen leaves fill Chang'an ", the autumn in Xi'an is still there, but the autumn in Xi'an city is less depressed, with more red and green flowers. "The autumn cloud has spring green, and the sparse fence shines alone in the lonely fragrance", it is about the autumn in Xi'an!