It's autumn again. It is said that autumn is the season of harvest, but the memories of the past always bring me some sadness! The fallen leaves are flying freely one by one, returning to nature with the colors given to it by nature!
Take the child to pick up a few leaves to go home, wipe them clean, clip them in the book, take them out a few days later, the leaves are suppressed and flattened, and then work together to make a painting, collage out the yearning in my heart, and autumn is so warm in my heart!
Perhaps it is really only at a certain age that people will understand some of the experiences of "since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say that autumn is better than spring dynasty" The poet's broad mind showed more and more agitated poetic emotions smoked to me! Isn't myself in the autumn now? After experiencing the vigor of spring, the passion of summer, and the true freedom of golden autumn now, I understand the true meaning of life and understand the responsibility of a higher level!
It turns out that autumn is not only drizzling and falling leaves, autumn is more like a painter who warms everyone with his warm tones!