The days are covered with flowers.

The scenery outside the window is bleak. Parthenocissus has changed from lush to burgundy after the rain. What is more capable is that some of them have climbed trees, and red is particularly attractive against the background of green. Not to mention the ginkgo trees in Huang Cancan. When the wind blows gently, the leaves are shaken off, and the lawn on the steps is covered with fan-shaped ginkgo leaves. When passing by, I can't help but pick up one, which is nostalgia for this autumn.

In autumn, leaves shake off one after another, and people's thoughts are full of branches, just like a mature fruit of a tree, full of heavy branches. Autumn is also a fruitful fragrance season. The attractive red apples, persimmons and acorns in the orchard always remind me of the orchard at home when I was young. ...

Miss Qiu is really a magical painter. Look: There is a shy pink flower tree in front of her in spring. At this moment, her leaves are golden. She likes the sky outside the window and the different scenery all year round. I still remember the tall, red honeysuckle that comes as scheduled in early summer every year. Whether you come or not, it will turn red and everything will grow regularly. It is only human nature to grieve for the spring and grieve for the autumn.

Many times, I envy plants with tenacious vitality, not to please anyone. Even if they are trampled by careless passers-by, they will resolutely complete their blooming, just like Ding Limei wrote, "Every grass will blossom". I like the yellow smiling face blooming in the green grass, a fluffy dandelion, and lilacs blooming when I wake up in the morning. The tree walking in the forest in midsummer is blooming lilacs. The white purple is so inconspicuous, but it is so beautiful when you look closely. You can smell the flowers from a distance and feel the faint flowers in the air.

Flowers and birds are singing everywhere in this town. In summer, I like to walk by the sea, and the breeze is Xu Lai. Sweet begonia flowers fall with the wind. When I passed by, one of them landed gently on my hair. May is the season when wild roses bloom. I like to wake up in the morning and bathe in the morning light. In front of me, roses are climbing on the high wall. The walls are covered with pink and white petals, and smiling faces bring you a happy day. Hard-working bees are buzzing and dancing among the flowers. You are wearing a green bohemian dress with long black hair. After taking a photo, I occasionally take a narcissistic selfie. The days are really full of flowers. Time stops here, the ear is crisp and sweet with birds singing, and the nose is fragrant with roses. I like that poem: if you don't shake the fragrance, it will be chaotic, and flowers will fly without wind.

Time flies like running water. Just like yesterday, Wei Zihua and kapok trees on both sides of the street are still in full bloom and swaying in the wind. In a blink of an eye, both sides of the road are bleak buttonwood trees, and unknown trees are covered with beautiful tree seeds, and the wind blows all over the floor. If you look closely, the center is red, but the outer edge is ruby-like, which is so beautiful that people can't help but feel the magic of nature.

From summer to autumn, I visited the lotus four or five times, from the delicate and lovely flowers that are about to bloom On the fan-shaped green lotus leaf, there are flowers that bloom freely. I like the lotus that will not bloom in the future best. It seems to contain infinite tenderness, just like the shy and lovely girl in the Book of Songs. When there are few people, I like to watch blue dragonflies standing on the branches, oval lotus leaves and lotus flowers spreading on the mud. When I went there for the last time, almost all the lotus flowers ended. Occasionally, a pink flower appears in the wind. Looking at a pool of residual lotus, I can't help thinking of Lin Qingxuan's residual heart, meditation and tea, and his book Your heart is softer and more powerful. The phrase you sang by Li Xishang, "Leave the residual lotus to listen to the rain".

Autumn is the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Yellow and purple chrysanthemums can be seen at grandpa's door on the first floor every year. The flowers are blooming better this year. From a distance, you can see chickens pecking leisurely at the door, chrysanthemums blooming brilliantly and petals falling all over the floor. Perhaps it was too windy last night, and making tea with chrysanthemum will have a long aftertaste. In a leisurely afternoon, make a pot of chrysanthemum tea, make some snacks, and invite three or two friends to enjoy the chrysanthemum together. Appreciating chrysanthemums will be an elegant thing. It would be better if I could have a little feeling of playing the piano and the Zheng.

Perhaps the best expectation for autumn is to walk in Gu Xiang in the south of the Yangtze River, paved with bluestones, and feel the sweetness of osmanthus. After reading "Rain of Osmanthus fragrans" written by Qi Jun, I felt that the delicate and lovely osmanthus fragrans shook gently, and suddenly it began to rain on my head, which would be sweet in my nostrils. Osmanthus fragrans is used to make cakes or make tea, and it is full of flowers every day! I have also read Ding Limei's sweet-scented osmanthus, and I have always admired her description of those flowers and plants, as if every flower was full of cuteness and vitality. At first sight, I fell in love with Song's sentence: the sweet-scented osmanthus falls in the middle of the month, and the sky is fragrant. What a beautiful picture it is! Perhaps because I have never seen her face, I am more eager to witness and feel her fragrance one day. It's best to try the soft glutinous Osmanthus Jelly again. ...