#秋日好时光 #
Leaning on the late autumn, danfeng red, ginkgo biloba golden. Reading The Poetry of Lotte. Bai Lotte said, "I have some thoughts, and I am far away. I felt something, knotted in a deep intestine. The countryside is far away, and there is no day without looking. The intestines are deeply dissolved, and there is no night to think about it. In this case, he stayed alone in the empty hall at night. Autumn is unknown, the wind and rain are in the sky..."; Bai Lotte said, "The old man is forgetful, but he does not forget to miss each other." I can't help but think of the popular song "Late Autumn" with a faint sentimentality, "In this late autumn with maple leaves, I know that you are not what I have in my life." Suddenly looking back, it was a far-fetched smile, and how much of the past was floating in the wind. How can I say that I am in love but are destined to break up, and how can I believe that it is a dream? I looked up at the sky and remembered that you said you loved me forever... "A little sad. A group of small lingers, remember the feelings.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (I)
The old man sang,
Pluck the wisps of time from the cocoon.
It's late autumn again,
There is no end to the acacia.
Danfeng red,
I remembered the autumn rains of that year.
A pair of rainbows,
Fly into the hands of each other.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (II)
In late autumn,
A piece of Dan Maple red in hand.
Titled on the little poem,
Who knows the pulse of the feelings?
After that parting day,
Do you remember it in your mind at this moment?
Memories from the beginning,
Always in the middle of late autumn.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (III)
Frost leaves all over the place,
Scattered memories of the past.
The wind is in late autumn,
Blow up the wisps of sorrow.
The past is beautiful,
Grow up in the dreams of butterflies.
At this moment the sky,
Fly past the trail of Zheng Hong.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (IV)
Danfeng red,
The loneliness of the heart.
It's late autumn again,
I hope that the reed flowers are full of snow.
At this moment,
You and I on each side of the heavens.
Unforgettable acacia,
Always when Zhenghong flies.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (Fri)
Pick a flower,
The most important thing is that the cause is unbreakable.
Why?
There are many troubles in the fate of the fate.
Late autumn loneliness,
Independence in the wind at this moment.
The past is like yesterday,
I remember that song from that year.
Minus magnolia. Late Autumn (SAT)
Pick the chrysanthemum flowers in your hand.
A glass of red wine,
Sit back and watch the geese fly among the clouds.
The westerly wind rises,
Frost-colored wafts all over the floor.
Falling placket,
Fall into the mind that is still missing.