Writing when the autumn wind blows

Lead: Autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.

Autumn wind blows, the composition is cool, and the earth is covered with a layer of golden gauze in this autumn, which is quiet and beautiful. The refreshing wind is blowing, and there is a trace of Xia Hong on the horizon, like a shy little girl, so cute. I walked all the way through the bright morning sunshine. On this cool autumn day, I went to the park to visit my old friend.

The park in the morning seems to be shrouded in a mist, as hazy as a child who has just woken up, and people can't bear to disturb his peace. In this quiet world, an unknown bright yellow flower opened her sleepy eyes, grew limbs and looked at me curiously. The grass on the edge quivered and greeted me against the autumn wind. Soon, the sun father-in-law climbed lazily into the sky, and several rays of warm sunshine sprinkled on the golden coat of the tree and fell on my shoulder.

In the park, everything wakes up. Flowers spread their beautiful petals and throw themselves into the embrace of sunshine; The grass is accompanied by the soft body of the breeze activist, as if to advocate "life lies in sports"; Fallen leaves floated down from the branches, dancing like a girl in a golden dress, beautiful and elegant ... I was lying on the slide, bathed in warm sunshine, and it was noon before I knew it.

The sun hid behind the clouds and took a comfortable nap. The park fell silent again. The air contains earth and flowers, which is intoxicating. Who broke this quiet picture? "Twitter ... Twitter ..." A few little sparrows stood on the branches, holding their heads high and jumping around proudly, very naughty, chattering incessantly, as if talking about comfortable weather. I walked up to them and learned their accent to greet sparrows. The sparrows were immediately attracted by me. Instead of flying away in panic, they jumped close to me and looked at me carefully. I slowed my voice to let them feel my friendliness. Sure enough, bold sparrows came to my side and chirped again. Seeing that I didn't hurt them, many sparrows came around. I chatted with them, which was a happy scene.

Unconsciously, the sun has set. I should go home. I bid farewell to my friends in the park and reluctantly set foot on the afterglow of the sunset.

The autumn wind blows, and the composition draws a diary from the bottom of the book, stroking the dust of memory and emitting a faint book fragrance. ...

I always talk about the past and miss it, but I don't know that at the same time, I have fallen into a hopeless situation. Suddenly I remembered a sentence: "How much of the past can kill the future?"

Autumn rains are continuous this season. They say it is a lonely gesture to look up at the sky with your hands in your pockets. In this way, I slowly walked into the rain curtain, wandering like a lost fish in a stream that has been flowing for twenty years.

The slanting wind and drizzle blew the petals of Lagerstroemia indica, and how many yellow flowers fell. This situation is hard to avoid. I was trained to meet my old friend who had fallen into England. Where is it now? My mind is full of ideas, and my heart is suddenly empty. The green leaves of the phoenix tree shed tears, but the flowing water of the small bridge can't go back. It's another quiet autumn, and the fallen leaves are soaked in red.

The autumn wind is bleak, escaping from the frightened dark clouds, dragging away the restless leaves, lifting my bangs and stinging my nerves ... I especially remember that all the leaves fell today last year, so what can we do?

Standing on the shadow of Fatong under the street lamp, looking up for the light between the gaps. Like a person's silence, accompanied by a touch of sadness, leaving deep memories and sinking into the heavy night. ...

Walk through familiar alleys, walk through strange people and take a look at drunk lights. The scenery passing by hasn't changed, just the mood of watching the scenery.

The autumn wind blows, the south wind transits, and the spring breeze is not as good as yours; Acacia, several times; Waiting for the autumn wind. -inscription

Spring breeze is soft, Xia Feng is fierce, and winter wind is cold; I love the variety of autumn wind alone; There are many changes in autumn!

As the saying goes: an autumn rain is a cold; A gust of autumn wind, a warm feeling. The autumn wind is blowing, and the summer heat is still there. It's not hot, it's really warm, not as gentle as my mother in spring, but as kind as my grandmother. The warmth of autumn wind is not the warmth elsewhere, but the warmth in people's hearts. Geographically speaking, the autumn wind solar term is an important solar term in agricultural production. After the autumn wind, the direct position of the sun moved to the southern hemisphere, and the northern hemisphere got less and less solar radiation, while the ground heat lost more, and the temperature dropped significantly faster. There is an agricultural proverb that says "autumn night in the white dew, night after cold night" and "the wild goose gate opens in August, and frost comes to the foot of the wild goose". There are also many clouds in the old saying. However, this weather has brought people a lot of joy; Golden wheat waves; Countless fruits Because of this autumn frost, plants stored sugar; As soon as the autumn wind blows, they are all mature, just waiting for someone to pick them. This is a good picture of a bumper harvest. When the autumn wind blows and the harvest is good.

Luozhou can't resist the autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes the autumn rain urgent. Autumn wind has always been bleak. When the autumn wind rises, it is the season when the green leaves begin to turn yellow and fall. When the wind blows through the Woods, there is always a rustling sound. Moreover, when the autumn wind blows, the air gets cold and begins to have a bleak and sad meaning. In Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea", it is said that the autumn wind is bleak. Although Mr. Liu Yuxi said: I say autumn is better than spring, I still say that autumn has been lonely since ancient times. Something like that. As if it goes back to ancient times, many writers and poets always have a "sad" taste when writing about autumn, especially autumn wind: especially when walking in autumn wind, there will always be drizzle, which is estimated to be somewhat unpleasant and sentimental for some people. "Alas, autumn is angry! The sadness of "bleak, plants and trees are declining" has existed since ancient times. Handed down from such a classic, it makes people feel lonely frequently. When the autumn wind rises, it is the time when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Standing in the wind, it seems that you can still smell the intoxicating fragrance, but "yellow flowers are piled everywhere. "haggard, who can pick it now?" Yi' an lay probably misses him! In such a bleak autumn wind, only this bleak yellow flower can accompany you, which really makes people cry. What about staying? When the autumn wind is bleak and strong!

The 56-year-old layman once said: Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, you can see Nanshan leisurely. It's really a cold time, just like what Wang Wei described: I'll walk until the water stops my way, and then sit and watch the rising clouds. When the autumn wind rises in such a state of mind, the blocked sky will be completely cleaned up. At this time of autumn wind, there will be the heroic spirit of "strong autumn wind", and there will be the dripping of "autumn geese and Changfeng escort, as I face them from this villa and drink my wine". To sum up, after all this, I feel generally peaceful. Accustomed to the autumn wind and autumn rain, the floating in my heart will gradually calm down, and then a comfortable leisure will rise. When the autumn wind rises and the sense of security is strong.

The autumn wind is light, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. How about seeing each other on a blind date at this time of night? It is time to feel homesick when the autumn wind begins. No wonder such a famous article as "Living in a Mountain Holiday and Thinking of Shandong Brothers" has been handed down. Like me, the wanderer who left home to study began to miss home in early autumn. The word "Sauvignon Blanc looks like a memory" explains a lot. Standing still in the autumn wind, there is a faint fragrance, which is begonia and osmanthus. Take this warm taste to offset this miss! When the autumn wind rises, I miss you!

The autumn wind is strong.