In late autumn, the grass is yellow, the venus is dotted in the sun, the small river meanders through, the waves are bright and dark, and the end is a beautiful picture.
This photo was taken in the wetland before isolation.
In September, the order belongs to the third autumn.
Today is the third day of November, the twenty-ninth day of the ninth lunar month of the Year of xin ugly, think of the sentence written in the Tang poet Wang Bo's "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" that reads "Shiwei September, the preface belongs to the three autumns".
It's just that Wang Bo's three autumns should be earlier, and the three autumns in Jiangnan and the three autumns in the northwest should be completely different.
The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, and the smoke condenses and the twilight mountain is purple.
The sunset and the lone bird fly together, and the autumn water is long and colorful.
The water is gone, the cold pool is clear, the sky is smoke, and the twilight mountains are covered with purple. There are mountains and mountains, and the islands are looping back; there are towering peaks and pavilions.
When it rains and sunny days, the rainbow disappears and the sun shines. At dusk, the sunset and lone birds flew together, staining the clear sky in the west, and the autumn water was long and colorful, and the water and sky were vast. Fishing boats on the river sing late, high-altitude geese are frightened...
(Image from the Internet)
The breeze is refreshing, and the white clouds are fluttering. Guests meet, silk bamboo is quiet. Look up at the blue sky and look down at the silhouette of the earth.
Such an autumn, such a moment, how can it not make people feel free, happy and flying, and have a thousand thoughts?
Life is short, the universe is infinite. It is difficult to cross the mountain, and success or failure is certain!
The road is long, and how many people have lost their way?
When Pingshui meets, how many guests from other places?
There are many talents, but what are the people who meet?
The hard work is like a cloud, why are there few successful people?
Woohoo!
Time is also lucky, all in that long sigh!
With a noble heart and a state of hope, I know my destiny and follow the fate of the fate-
The shadow of the idle cloud pond is leisurely, and the things change stars to move several degrees in autumn.
Where is the Emperor of the Cabinet? The Yangtze River flows empty of its own streams outside the sills.
Life is short, and time is fleeting. And where are you looking at the many princes and generals in history, the nobles and dignitaries? It's not like the "Good Song" in "Dream of the Red Chamber" sings -
A pile of grass is gone!
Today, even the wild mound weeds can't do it, it should be a wisp of green smoke scattered!
The green mountains are still there, how many degrees of sunset red?
Things are never human, the water of the Yangtze River flows freely, and it has flowed empty for more than 100 million years!
The eternal moon has illuminated Li Bai, Li Yu Sushi, and also illuminated you and me and him!
It's a bit sad, it's all the yellow leaves in front of the window.
Since life is short, and the coming days are not long, so the rest of our lives are very expensive, we must try to live as we want to be-
In the spring, we will enjoy the blossoms on the days of vitality; in the summer, we will enjoy the sweetness of melons and fruits on the days of enthusiasm; in the autumn, we will watch the leaves of the trees on the days when the clouds are light and the wind is light; in the winter, we will feel the plum fragrance and snow cold on the snowy days...
When there is a wind we go to listen to the wind, and when there is a month we go to admire the moon.
Laugh when you're happy, and sleep when you're sad.
Since we are born as laymen and mortals, we take a break when we are tired, be quiet when we are bored, read books and take a walk when we are bored, raise flowers, plant melons or dot beans when we are bored.
In the words of netizens -
Stare with flowers and plants, and smile at yourself.
Autumn is deep, winter is on the way. The four fields are gradually depressed, but the sunshine is pleasant.
And I chase this warm autumn sun, walking on the road to spring...
The city is quiet.
The midday sun was warm and the leaves covered the road where I could see.
A gust of wind passed, and the treetops swayed lazily in the autumn wind...