Autumn grass
Autumn, has quietly approached, every grass tip micro-curled fine place began, pale yellow, creeping green from the cooling west wind to the wind, like a stretch before the end of a ball, light gold, lilac, deep red, a little along the moonlight traces to climb up the tip of the leaf, from the roots began to quiet down.
Autumn morning dewdrops
Every drop of water, the splash of white water reveals the instantaneous bloom of time and space, like a high-altitude landing eagle, placing its center of gravity on the trajectory before merging with the ground, issuing a pleasant sigh, there is no trace of a bird in the sky, but I have flown.
Autumn morning breeze
Each wisp of wind carries the crisp sound of porcelain, rustling, gently tapping the yellowed ears of rice, and playing an elegant harp song.
Rice
The notebook was blown up by the wind, and at this time a swallow was passing in front of my eyes, flying over the towering roof of the neighbor's house, stopping on the tiles for a moment, and once again disappearing into a tree of flowers, I doubted that I had seen the flowers, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was a swallow or a butterfly?
Butterfly fly
I sat quietly at my desk and felt the silence that came from my heart.
It's not midnight, it's not a quiet and deserted bamboo hut, I'm just looking, looking for a heartbeat that is more peaceful than this one, isn't it sealed on all sides, and the space to pull the last curtain is not quiet enough?
Autumn afternoon
The tentacles of the human heart that deviate from the search are always so uneven, and how far away the destination is.
Let the mind slow down, close the eyes, and the clear movement of the mind with the blood, the spirit rhinoceros, is about to arrive.
Unfortunately, I can't lie, although everything has been very quiet, only the electric fan and some small sounds coming from the distance; although I have put on the quiet and elegant Buddhist music, those vicissitudes of the guqin, the condensed and simple twilight, as if I have created an unworldly space; although I have given up writing on the computer, I am not afraid of the trouble of using pen and paper to accept the maximum fusion of body temperature and paper; although, although...
All of this, as if missing something, is a pleasure and relaxation after being fully engaged.
Forest of Thoughts
Walking through the surrounding pear orchards, I saw a number of pears that were not ripe and sick hanging on the branches, and the good quality pears had already contributed to the people's Five Visceral Temples.
Only these half-good, musty fruits that taste musty are still hanging on the branches, enjoying the touch of the autumn breeze that has just been freed.
Next, when all the leaves have fallen, if any of them do not want to return to the soil, they will dance with the autumn frost in the west wind, and taste the sweetness of the dew in the depression, such a picture is not a poem with a faint sadness.
Autumn Whispers
It is nearly September, this year's Liqiu passed particularly early, or at the end of August, Liqiu has completed the last eighteen volts.
The Mid-Autumn Festival also came very early, and in a few days it was the night of the family reunion, but I did not find that the swallows and egrets were ready to migrate.
On rainy evenings, it is easy to see small animals foraging in rice fields and bamboo forests, birch trees along streams.
A snow-white egret is more likely to attract your attention, and the snow-white feathers jump between the grass and trees and streams from time to time, accompanying the old cows who return at dusk to watch the sunset, and setting off the colorful light of the western sky.
Kasumi
If it is the season of returning to the south, I think these lovely birds have long been ready to hug before parting, and accept the ruthless change with eternal nostalgia.
The changes that we cannot see with the naked eye are already underway, and the leaves have begun to withdraw from the stage of flourishing, from a symphony to a lyrical aria.
Although there may be a short period of replenishment, the slight tremor after the grass tip curls slightly is because the leaves closest to the soil are seen to begin to yellow.
The stream has slowed down, and after a late shower there has been less of the previously arrogant turbidity, and if you are careful, you will find that the waves of the creek and the reef colliding have lost their previous frequency and have more small swirls of surging protrusions.
"Empty mountains after the new rain... Clear spring stone upstream. "Flowing water hides the power into the water, no longer the bravado and splash of the previous months, the power of nature changes what the eye sees, while interpreting the migration of the mind."
In the silence, I was longing to feel the season.
Autumn light
Of the four seasons of the year, there are two seasons that are easy to approach the soul, one is spring, and the other is autumn, as the poem goes: "Let life be as brilliant as a summer flower, and death as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves."
Pink spring is always based on the theme of ambiguity, while the theme of autumn is full of lilac dreams, and ambiguity and dreams have a similar light texture, lingering but always unfinished.
In my opinion, neither spring nor autumn is very clearly expressed, and between winter and strength, spring is a psychological and physical transition;
And autumn is like a gorgeous turn after a teenage girl transforms into a beautiful young woman between strength and death.
The so-called rebirth and maturity, in my opinion, between spring and autumn, are only a more far-fetched generalization in theory.
Under the ice and snow fault in winter, there will also be new life cutting and squirming, and in October when the leaves fall, there will be many new shoots extracted from the hidden excess nutrients, and even flowers can be silently bloomed, such as the soft and delicious autumn vegetables, autumn pumpkins, autumn peas that we Jiangnan people love to eat...
After the baptism of the autumn wind, the plants will emit a considerate taste of human tongue buds, and the soft touch is easier to get close to the heart. Just like the moonlight in October, gently hanging on a tree blooming on the pear blossoms or peach blossoms in autumn, October is a small sunny spring, peach red everywhere, who can explain this!
Tomatoes
The contradictions of nature, just like the contradictions of life, all things grow and multiply in complex and simple procedures, none of us can make any convincing remarks about this, you can only listen to the change of the seasons with a sincere heart, feel the greatness and contradictions of life.
Heavy, golden autumn has touched your nose, do you feel it?
Autumn is strong
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