In the autumn of 2013, I felt fleeting.
At the beginning of autumn, I was thinking faintly that this autumn must not be missed. We must touch more of the leaves that changed from green to yellow or green to red. Look at the leaves of that tree and dance and rotate until it is scattered all over the place. The autumn is always bright and sunny, and the air is refreshing. During the ride, I saw the sunlight projected on the glass wall of the high-rise building. The light and shadow made me feel the beauty of autumn. In the park, the dress of the plants in autumn makes me think infinitely and inspire me. I often think about it-I slept heavily in the autumn afternoon, the bed full of sunshine.
Just before the fall, I haven't really felt it. However, the leaves on the tree have quietly retreated, leaving a bleak gray, which caused me a bit of sadness. After sighing, I felt that my autumn day was spent in a muddy mood, I had long forgotten the time and forgotten the fight. Stepping into the alleys of the daily path, the sycamore trees with lush canopies and the surrounding walls have disappeared. The fragrance of Spring Day has disappeared. How reluctant I am to step into the autumn, and I can't bear to see their leaves wither and wither. Time has evolved into four seasons, changing the landscape and changing people and things. Take a break, I sigh again, a kind of nostalgia slowly develops.
With a dry maple leaf in my palm, this is the only gift left for me this fall. I walked alone in the Fenhe Wetland Park. The larch under my feet was soft and sloppy. The white reed fluff fluttered in the wind, and the river was shallow and calm. Looking at a few leisurely and playful waterbirds in the river—sometimes hidden, low shrubs that are spaced in an orderly manner in the distance, a few maple trees are adorned with a red maple leaf like a fire, in the autumn sun Against the backdrop, shining, an autumn landscape gradually enriched my soul.
A cold wind rushed towards me, taking me out of my memory. Like a dream, I lost my way and confused the four seasons. After being awake, I knew that I had squandered time without hesitation, so that my life in this year was bleak and uninteresting. All this I can't blame the sky, time, I can only blame myself for being lost. Life is such a missed thought. Originally, it was only a short pause, but I longed for a return day after day. I do n’t know if it will come and go again, and the past will never return. When the wind blew, every trace ... A little bit of tingling in my heart, what else do I want to seize? What else can I seize? The ruthless winter day has come quickly.
There is no trace of the alternation between late autumn and early winter. When I really recognized the winter time, it was already a snowy sky in the north. Talking about autumn seems to be a past year, and it has no meaning. With nostalgia for autumn and resistance to winter, the days began to walk naturally every day.
Season will not surprise me with staying because of my wandering, it is still the original self, fulfilling my original mission. As for my thoughts, I always continue to remember Qiu, including being driven by the season, and a little bit to realize more passing and staying. Recalling autumn in winter, stay more beautiful in vain!