Obscene rain, autumn rain is endless, always in love, creating a unique scenery in autumn!
Cloud window fog pavilion, the sky is low and dewy! Black clouds pressed against the eaves and brushed their cheeks, as if facing the parents of a bear child, but their raised hands fell gently! The mountains are empty, like a fairyland, and the whole city is shrouded in fog! When I first saw it, I was overjoyed, but it was inevitable that I would be depressed after a long time, just like Li Qingzhao's "Linjiang Immortal": "How deep is the courtyard? Cloud window fog pavilion is often broken. The willow calyx is gradually becoming distinct. Spring returns to moling trees, and people build Kangcheng city.
Feeling the moon and singing the wind, how many things, now old and unsuccessful. Who pity haggard is more withered. It is not interesting to test the lights, and it is not in the mood to step on the snow. "The cloud window fog pavilion, the ability to cloud and fog, the immortal breath fluttering, but such a scene is "often broken", instantly bringing people into a depressed environment, that is the suppression of the broken mountains and rivers, that is the suppression of the turbulent displacement, that is the shocking oppression, that is the powerless suppression ...
If a glass of water is in the desert, it is worth thousands of dollars, it is worth a city or even a priceless treasure, but if it is in front of the big rivers, it is insignificant and worthless! When the beam of sunshine is in the summer, you can't avoid it, always hoping to see each other for an indefinite period of time, and when winter comes, you feel that it is warm and always can't help but get closer!
And when the heavens and the earth were miserable, there were yellow-clad fairies quietly arriving, standing on both sides of the road, looking down on this fog-filled human world, like the sunset molten gold, brilliant and dazzling, looking back hurriedly, but it had fallen into the city! As the distance gets closer and closer, I finally see the face of Lushan! It turned out to be ginkgo biloba yellow, this annoying autumn wind ah it is always unconscious, geese over without a trace, but blow yellow apricot leaves, white head! At the same time, I hate myself, why do I always ignore the poetry of life and the beautiful scenery within my reach, and live my life only with chai rice oil and salt, hysteria!
I stared obsessively at the leaves of ginkgo biloba, some brilliant autumn chrysanthemums, some jasper inlaid with gold, some golden belt withering, even if the leaves are dry, but like Venus's broken arm, the finishing touch after the dragon, the rainbow after the rain, and add a beauty! Even landing on the ground is still the most beautiful posture, chasing down the fireflies, drinking dew, and welcoming cold frost. It can be comparable to flowers, side by side with winter snow, and autumn chrysanthemums, but I always rub shoulders with it!
I've seen even more shocking scenes about ginkgo biloba, which is a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree located in Muhuang Village, Yinjiang County, Tongren City, Guizhou Province! Thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and dew, thousands of years of vicissitudes and mulberry fields, thousands of years of dust settled, thousands of years of world changes, but it is still standing! Thousands of branches climbed up the rocks, straight into the clouds, maybe the crane had circled, the fairy had stepped on the leaves and danced, and even the Jade Emperor had been alarmed!
Within a few miles, yellow butterflies gather, full of yellow eyes, full of yellow, is the sunset reflected in the lake water, with the waves; is the rice ripe terraces, the aroma is full; is waiting for the sun to dry the corn, smiling! When the autumn wind rises, the yellow butterflies on the trees flutter down, and the yellow butterflies on the ground fly up in surprise, and the yellow butterflies in the sky! Even if the wind is strong, I would rather stare at it with anger than miss the kindness and touch that it mischievously falls on the top of your head, gently caresses your eyebrows, and jumps into the palm of your hand!
Under the east wind, it is a hanging garden, looking at the stars and dots of green! Under the south wind, it is a cool resort to drive away the hot summer heat! Under the north wind, it fell into the wood and depression, the branches were lush and only a few points of yellow, but in the night of the snow moon, magnificent, magnificent and far away, as if in the immortal land of the Moon Palace, perhaps Chang'e was difficult to give up on this scene, flying into the sky, imitating the human world here!
She is a warrior guarding the frontier, and no matter the spring, summer, autumn or winter, she still stands tall!
She is a hero in the fight against the epidemic, even if the autumn wind is merciless, she resolutely flies against the wind!
She is the rescue team in the flood, even if the clothes are wet and trembling, she never forgets to carry the burden on her shoulders, "It is not cold when you move" This is the simplest word, but it can make people tear up!
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正如李清照笔下的银杏：
The charm and grace are not very good, and the former sweet orange can be a slave.
Whoever pitied the rivers and lakes, the jade bone ice muscle did not wither.
Who is called and Ti Lian branches are plucked, and after drunkenness, the Ming Emperor leans on Tai Zhen.
The layman really intends to open the two new ones.
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