Autumn, here it comes.
The sky is higher, the sun is brighter, and there is a smell of maturity in the wind.
Not to mention the golden harvest of the wild harvest, I only walked between the campuses, and all kinds of grasses had piled the harvest all over the branches. There are weeds that have become shorter from the paddy fields, there are net red grasses that look like ears of seeds like a gray fox's tail, and there are cow tendon grasses that even adults can't pull, and the spikes are delicate... They all hold up their seeds that have been cultivated since spring, and they are leisurely swaying in the autumn sun.
Cowsweed
Many of them I played as a child: sprinkling people with weeds, digging the roots of the net red grass as sugar cane, and plucking the cow tendon grass with greater strength than anyone, but the most played was "fortune teller grass".
This grass often grows on the edge of the field, and the stem is flattened like noodles. After pinching, the two little partners pulled the ends of the grass stem separately and gently tore it, but they could not tear it in half. If it is torn into the shape of a "well", it is asserted who is going to have a daughter, and if it is contiguous on both sides, and there is no "mouth" glyph in the middle, it is asserted who is going to give birth to a man. The local dialect says that "tear" is the sound of "beat", so this grass is also called "pat pat female grass". Now that I want to go, I remember playing with many of these scented grasses and tearing them up very happily. It's just that who wants to have a man and who wants to have a daughter, after tearing up more, the result is often contradictory, how to justify themselves, but there is no impression at all.
Fortune tellers shoot the female grass one by one
In autumn, the grass that bears fruit has no worries. People are also ordinary, in that season, the sky in the heart is high, the wind is lightened, and the fog of the past is unknown and confused like autumn morning, and suddenly cheerful. Forty is not confused, it will not be confused by the problem, and there is a vague sense of knowing the destiny of heaven. These are like the seeds of the grain, sinking down, giving the heart the aroma of harvest. Even for the future, there is no need to tear up the "pat child pat woman" grass.
Although the autumn flowers are not as enthusiastic as the spring flowers blooming all over the mountains, there are many blooms even in the campus. Alfalfa, duck toe grass, bamboo leaf grass, clover, peanut grass,...... Autumn flowers, most of the flowers are small, but they seem more elegant, but if they are as clear and happy as adults, a smile in the color of their mouths, a piece of sunshine in their eyes, long-lasting light, fragrant.
Ants climb up the purple-stemmed zephyr orchid
There are also exotic grass species on campus, and the most unsuccessful is lawn grass, which is almost out of sight of the local grass. The "revolutionary grass" and the unintroduced "purple-stemmed Zelan" that were first introduced as pig feed from abroad have taken root, but they do not affect the lush growth of local grasses, and are only scattered sporadically. They are also like some of the hearts of people who have entered the autumn, and they cannot be completely destroyed, so don't care about it, think about it, and just go with the flow.
In the autumn season, there is always a smell of maturity in the air; those who enter the autumn seem to have their own hearts.
Small golden flowers of clover