【Police Garden Heart Language】Autumn in the compound - Zhang Zhiming of Dali County Public Security Bureau

In the early morning, we are accustomed to walking through the sycamore forest behind the bureau compound, the green is cool, the birds are singing and dancing in the light of the green shadows, and we are busy every day, and we have become accustomed to the green of the trees. As soon as autumn came, within a few days, the leaves of the plane trees could not wait to turn from green to yellow and sprinkle on the ground.

I was amazed at the speed of time, and a lot of time was silently swept away between my fingers, too fast to catch. Spring and autumn are the best portrayal of the season. Moving with the times, I am not sad about autumn, in the autumn sun, autumn leaves are colorful, full of charm, I slowly taste the taste of autumn, the taste is mature, there is green, there is introverted, there is also unrestrained. Looking up, the whole forest, the leaves connected to the leaves, almost without gaps stained the whole compound, green, yellow, orange, red, layer by layer, under the wonderful pen of nature god, the quiet sycamore forest has been very beautiful, so that I immersed myself in the wonderful autumn, and it has become a place where I often go in my afternoon leisure time.

When the wind comes, the colorful leaves are in the air, swirling, flying, fluttering, gently landing on your feet, and naughtily rolling down, and being swept up by the wind, laughing and clustering leaves, playing happily. I was disturbed by them, I also liked to be lively, and my emotions were infected by them, and I couldn't help but walk into this colorful fairy tale world.

The sycamore leaves in the yard had been laid in a thick layer, and taking advantage of the afternoon sun, I gently stepped on the sycamore leaves that fell all over the yard, and with each step, the broken dead leaves sang autumn songs in a hoarse voice. The "romance" in the brain continues to flash, that is, to waste a little time, to walk in the autumn with the heart, to walk gently, to breathe gently, and to find inner peace in a movement and a breath. This silence, you can use all your senses to get close to autumn, the heart is quiet, you can feel the sound of leaves breaking from the branches, and the leaves have achieved the glory of autumn in the sound of breaking, which is the most beautiful sound and picture from nature, and it is also frozen in my autumn.

Falling red is not a merciless thing, and it is more protective of flowers when turned into spring mud. The plane tree accompanies me on a journey in spring, a trip in summer, and a journey in autumn, from the ignorance of spring and the warmth of summer to the maturity of autumn, a journey is a detachment, a journey is a sublimation, until it falls to the ground and returns to tranquility.

When the years and the body are walking on the road covered with autumn leaves, I know deeply that the leaves fall freely and return to the earth in order to thank the earth for everything that the earth has paid for his ignorance, enthusiasm, and maturity. I picked up a fallen leaf and looked into the sun, accumulating all the colors that nature had given autumn, which was brilliant, refreshing and free.

I cherish this beautiful day, in the season of autumn, and to see the autumn leaves, and to listen to the wind, in a gust of wind, a piece of sunshine, live up to every gratitude, treat every affection.