On a slightly chilly afternoon, I received a letter. When I took it apart, it was a maple leaf that was already red. On the maple leaf, there is a greeting from a friend in the north: Autumn is coming, remember to add clothes.
When I looked up, I realized that the ginkgo biloba outside the window was already golden, and the breeze brought a strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
Autumn in Nanjing is always very short, quietly coming, and will go by surprise. So I especially cherish this season of light wind and clouds. I silently took out my long-sleeved autumn clothes, bought the freshest osmanthus cake, stepped on the gradually thickened fallen leaves, and went to the park to photograph the colors that belonged to autumn...
Food, clothing, and travel are changing seasons, just as I am in the mood at the moment.
I couldn't help but look at the long-lost autumn scenery outside the window a few times, and I had a romance lit up by the sun in my heart. I think that the regrets of summer will eventually be gently resolved by the autumn wind.
clothing
Nanjing is an overnight autumn.
Summer is enthusiasm, winter is cold, autumn is linked to two seasons, tolerating the gradual and silent withering of regret. The incessant rain, the sudden drop in temperature, and the dead leaves that accidentally drifted into the gaps in the windows all came like dreams in the mirror.
Shivering coldly, the embrace of the seasons wandered inside and outside the body's knowable comfort zone, and it was time to replace the short sleeves.
Slip on a gray hoody or opt for a camel-colored, warm-looking coat. Compared to the colours of summer, monochromatic colors create a simple and straightforward atmosphere. Generally speaking, I have adapted to the ups and downs of the seasons, and I have become introverted with the arrival of autumn.
Unconsciously, I forgot the time of the haircut, calculated, and thought in my heart, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's cold, and if it's colder, the cardigan will appear.
This is the sense of hindsight and hindsight that autumn has given me to maintain from time and space, only change, the only eternal existence.
Yes
Every day, I will read the weather forecast, pay attention to the weather in Nanjing, and although I have a certain psychological expectation before going out, the oncoming wind really announces the disintegration of the summer day of more than 100 days.
Taking the bus to pass by Geguan Road, the leaves of the sycamores fall with the wind one by one, reminding me of the notes from the "Night Before the Night", and the road in front of me immediately became soft with this season.
The pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, and before they could see their faces, they flashed by, as if the whole car was a container for loneliness, and I was the only one. In such a season, I have never been so close to myself, and I began to reflect on what I had done this year, thinking about it, but I didn't think of anything special, but the clichés such as growth and independence also happened plainly. In the end, I answered Qiu's call with an unknown commitment.
Cars drove through the intersection, and people came out of the mall, hot drinks in their hands, talking happily to each other, and they were like people from far away, muttering to themselves. Autumn is here, how will they sum themselves up? What will you say about the year that is about to pass?
Thinking about it, I arrived at the station, got out of the car, and walked silently into the crowd from the cold wind.
food
The osmanthus flowers in the downstairs community are blooming, the aroma is gushing, and when it passes, it always makes people nostalgic. I remember that Wang Zengqi wrote in the article "Autumn Flowers in Beijing": "The osmanthus flowers are beautiful and shady, the leaves are thick, and they do not wither in winter." The flowers are very fragrant, and the dried products can be made with lantern fillings and rice cakes. "When I think of it, I am hungry, and I very much want to eat osmanthus cake, which is cold and cold, sweet and soft, and complements autumn."
When it comes to osmanthus cake, it is natural to think of Nanjing's famous product - osmanthus duck, so in terms of taste, it prefers Nanjing roast duck, but when the osmanthus blossoms in autumn, it is the time when the duck is fat, as the saying goes, "During the August period of Jinling, the brine duck is the most famous, and everyone thinks that there is osmanthus in the meat." "Chop a quarter of the osmanthus duck, boil a pot of old duck soup, and then a bowl of sugar taro seedlings after the meal to satisfy the appetite, but so."
In addition to osmanthus flowers, there is also the ginkgo biloba that is in the wind. Ginkgo, Sycamore and Red Maple work with each other and accompany each other, like a trio in Autumn Leaves, giving the seasons a unique rhythm.
The beauty of ginkgo biloba lies in the insight and understanding of life itself. Thousand-year-old ginkgo biloba, still leafy, pollinator and fruit. Whether it is three ancient trees in front of the ancient Huiji Temple or a street scene on Caofang Road, the special life dimension given by time is always surprising, and if Ginkgo biloba has the consciousness of the times, will the long history also make it think?
swim
An autumn rain is a cool one, but the clear sky after the rain is always full of surprises, and the clouds above the blue are particularly cute. The three-year-old boy couldn't resist, pulled out the slightly old camera from the cupboard, and pulled me out to take pictures.
The camera is slightly heavier, and he can't smoothly raise the focus, but just blindly shoot at the verdant lawns, cascading lotus leaves and colorful amusement trains in Qilong Qinjiang Paradise. Not far away, there are goldfish kites flying high in the air, and the golden fish flutter with the wind, giving the sky a little more agility. The fountain on the lake rushed into the air, there was a wind blowing a trace of water on the face, the moment of cool arrival, we looked at each other and smiled, it was really a little cold.
The boy jumped back to me, "Mommy watch me shoot!" "I crouched down, took the camera in his hand, and looked at the scenery with him in the childish shots—the windmill in the little girl's hand lost focus with the wind, a small white flower emerging from the side of the red and blue runway on the overpass, the orange-blue tent set up on the side of the road, and the me standing under the willow tree, looking up at the sky and slightly disoriented...
The sound of the wind, the sound of the water and the small talk of tourists all became beautiful at this moment. In the child's camera, it is not a perfectly composed blockbuster, not a cleverly designed work, but I feel that under such a sun, in his innocent world, every frame and every picture is the most precious art. As if in his world, happiness is so simple, not cold autumn, bright morning, accompanied by the closest people, no hustle and bustle, running and jumping by the grass, it is very satisfied.
"Mom, did I shoot well?" The boy's eyes widened and he triumphantly waited for my praise. I smiled, picked him up, and asked him to reach up to touch the autumn breeze. "You've taken the most beautiful photos."
Pictured: Nanjing Laofu
Figure | Zhu Min
Text | Gu Yangle Xu Yaying
Publish | Xu Yaying YouKun
Audit | Wang Xin
【Source: Nanjing Jiangbei New Area】
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