If I had to describe autumn, I would say that he was a painter, a painter with poetic feelings.
He dedicates all his love unreservedly to this season.
I really love autumn so much. Not only because he brings the joy of harvest, but also because his colors bring beauty to the eyes.
Lo and behold, the leaves I had just picked up from under the persimmon tree, no two pieces of color were exactly the same. Some yellow reveals a little green, some red is glowing with noble purple, and some orange is not as simple as orange peel. Some colors can't even be described, but I just feel that this color matching is too advanced.
It turns out that the best color matchers are not elsewhere, but in nature.
I never thought that the persimmon tree would bring such a surprise to people, and only when the footsteps were not so hurried, and they were willing to glance at it in the world and stop for a while, would it stand out in the autumn wind.
Autumn also contains a fairy tale world, and you can use the colors he gives you to create a dream world.