Author: Xin Yue Lan Yan
Listen to the whisper of a fallen leaf and watch a flower bloom at the longing ferry. The autumn breeze has a letter, the time is fragrant, watching the warm hope, and tasting the charm of the years.
Walking on the path in the woods, nostalgic for a past, thinking about a past. This autumn, I hope to meet some beauty and more harvest.
In the silence of time, I seem to hear the melody of autumn, which is the sound of the blooming of the roses of time. Time is silent, we have left footprints, and life shines in the years.
Hold the pen, write down a piece of thought, people from afar, I also bless you, may you meet the people you miss in the autumn, and meet a better self.
The autumn breeze blows across the face, with a hint of coolness, telling the romantic story of autumn. The autumn breeze has a letter, may the autumn wind bring you news, knowing that you are all right, my world is a sunny day.
A leaf falling, is the prelude to autumn, the autumn water without a trace, the autumn moon is boundless, may the beauty of autumn bring you joy and hope.
I really want to see you, tell you what is on my mind, and let you know the feelings that have been accumulated for a long time in the autumn.
Looking into the distance, I felt a lot of emotion, and a longing quietly bloomed in my heart. If you are here, how good the autumn will be, this autumn, may happiness and joy always accompany you.
The autumn sun, through the gaps in the leaves, casts golden dapples, making the soul feel peaceful. A nostalgia, how much the past has become a landscape; A longing, how much reluctance has become an obsession.
It is said that autumn is suitable for missing, but in fact, it is more suitable for meeting. If you want to see someone, you should be brave enough to see it, life is short, some people, see one side less side, cherish the moment, cherish the time, cherish the people around you.
The autumn breeze has letters, and I hope that all thoughts will be perceived, and all regrets will be a foreshadowing of surprises.
Autumn is a beautiful picture, with golden rice fields, abundant fruits, and the fragrance of harvest in the air. Give yourself a smile, everything is lovely, and the world is worth it. You are the brightest star in my eyes and the tenderness in my heart.
The autumn breeze has letters, the time is fragrant, the red dust is strange, the cooking smoke is curling, and autumn is an endless poetry. A longing, but also a strong love, I hope there are years to look back, and with deep affection.