A light rain began to fall outside the window. The window was tightly closed, but it still couldn't keep the chill shut. An autumn rain and a cold, the vegetation in the southwest is mostly evergreen, only when it cools down, can you really feel the traces of autumn. Today, in the southwest of the motherland, I am reminded of the autumn in the distant capital.
In fact, I don't like the city of Beijing, and the weather is one of the main reasons. In the spring, there are willows, poplars flying, all-pervasive, people who are not allergic, stay for a long time will also have allergic reactions; summer weather is hot, in the outdoor sun exposure is easy to heat stroke; winter is too cold, too dry, let people's skin straight itch. Only in autumn, I can't find faults. Therefore, when people ask me what season is the most suitable time to visit Beijing. I always answer: Autumn is coming, this is the loveliest season in Beijing.
The southern season is like a gentle girl, moody, and the trees and flowers are always evergreen. The northern one is more like a boy with a distinct personality, full of joy and sorrow. Four hours change, spring sprouts, summer flourishes, autumn leaves fall, winter slaughter. Each season has distinct characteristics and variations, and the boundaries are very clear. More like a living, seven-passion person, people love. The green vegetation is naturally pleasant, but over time, aesthetic fatigue is inevitable. The remarkable four seasons make people have some expectations. In the spring, expect the leaves to slowly sprout and turn green. Those repressed winter's vitality broke through the obstacles and broke out of the skin, which was rejoicing. In autumn, you can expect the red and yellow of the hillside. The fate of the imminent withering makes the beauty seem more worth cherishing. In the change of the four seasons, it is also interesting to maintain the expectation of life changes, but also to feel the passage of time and the cuteness of the cycle of life.
After spending seven spring and autumn seasons in Tsinghua Garden, my memories of Beijing are mostly related to Tsinghua. When the first autumn wind blows, the green leaves gradually turn yellow. Then one night, under the cold wind, all the leaves bid farewell to the branches. Spread on the road, like a yellow carpet.
The vines on both sides of the school river also turned red at the same time, like a fiery red sunset sun falling on the river. Reflected in the water, straight and stretching, there is a kind of open space beauty!
The one that I remember the most is the ginkgo tree on campus. Autumn ginkgo biloba is like a young girl of peach plum and flower letter, gentle and moving. I don't know which night the autumn wind blew with the message of dress-up, and in just a few days, all the ginkgo trees were dressed in brilliant yellow. Ginkgo trees are like models, standing straight on both sides of the road, waiting for tourists to "review".
The leaves of the ginkgo biloba trees are yellow fast and fall fast. Within a week, the yellow leaves are basically all goodbye to the branches. The beauty is short-lived, but it's unbeatable, and people flock to it within a week. Or three or two friends together, walking around the campus and enjoying the beautiful scenery; or couples sitting on the benches on the side of the road, leaning on each other, letting the flying yellow leaves fall on the hair and clothes. There are also pedestrians who hurry by, and they are also attracted by the golden and beautiful scenery in front of them. It seemed that the urgent task that had urged the rush to march was not worth mentioning in front of the beautiful scenery. Everyone stopped and took a group photo with the beautiful scenery, leaving a little commemorative proof. One side of the road is full of ginkgo biloba trees, while the other side is a few evergreen miscellaneous trees. This creates a sharp color contrast, which makes people feel the magic of the seasons, and the control is so exquisite.
Yellow leaves fall on the side of the road, and tourists gather them. Pick up a bunch and throw it upwards. The high-speed operation of the camera in the hands of the companion's friends will freeze this romance. Then, the two people who had harvested happiness left satisfied.
However, in the far southwest, there are no more ginkgo trees!