#Good Time in Autumn # Once these few cylinders of lotus flowers attracted many viewers, Ling Xiaohua is only its foil, its sludge without dyeing the delicate has always been the favorite of many literati inkers.
At this time, I stood in front of the residual lotus, remembering the amazement and happiness they gave me a few months ago, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad. I have used my camera countless times to photograph the lotus rhyme of Yuan Tingting, and I have wanted to keep its beauty and let myself have a thought.
It was just that life was so short, the autumn wind together, at this time, except for a few yellow leaves that were still struggling, more were left with only a few dead branches, and the once huge leaves rolled up, shrugging their heads and shaking pitifully in the wind, looking so decayed.
Despite this, it still held the branches high, allowing the autumn wind to gently caress it, leaving its last green in its heart.
At this time, we just can't see its tenacity and indomitability under the mud, and I think that in the middle of summer next year it will once again show its vitality and become a beautiful landscape.
In life, many things we should not only look at the present, but also look forward to the future, maybe surprises will follow.