When full of ambition has repeatedly encountered walls in the face of cruel reality, when a warm blood has gradually cooled in a helpless sigh, when the yellow dust of the ancient road of Tianya has covered up the skinny green shirt, people have found that they have reached middle age, and a wave of autumn spirit has surged into their hearts, so clear tea replaces turbid wine, and the spring is replaced by a sad autumn.
As old as you get old, you will gradually become like a yellow leaf in the wind, and you don't know when you will die with the wind, and the king of Xiongtu will dominate, the spring wind of the flower moon, and eventually return to dust. Quiet night, listening to the sound of the rain outside, thinking like this, I don't feel some sadness coming from it. But then I thought about it, although the autumn color is strong, although the autumn sound is sad, but the autumn is not only all lonely.
Autumn rain is worrying, but after the rain is clear, how warm the autumn sun is! Especially the autumn sky, extremely high and far pure, is really blue as a wash. In autumn, it is advisable to ascend to the heights and look far away, it is advisable to put the wine in the wind, and autumn should be the last song on the tengwang pavilion, not the lamentation of the lotus pond.
There was a melodious bell in the wind, knowing that the time was not early, or turned off the lights, Mo Dao was always idle, lonely lights night and night to write clear sorrow. Whether it is the low chant of the raindrop three or the shallow singing before the leaves fall, it is moving and beautiful, stirring the long skirt of the Autumn Lady model and rotating out a beautiful and quiet dance music.