Late autumn, is a tantalizing sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, attractive orange yellow, fiery red leaves; it is the wind rolled up piece of the leaf floated gently falling feet; it is out of the window into the Han Yue Ying-dyed curtain silver ... ... a season has passed, a season again, I am still this way, the habit of his own loneliness.
Walked along quietly, although exposure to street noise, but my world is very quiet, very quiet to hear only the voice of the foot of the leaves rustle, it seems that it is to the people Qisu end of life, it seems that since the completion of the The mission of his life singing. Sunshine is still very warm, but not as good as others I have my eyes so bright, I used the right hand blocking the light, maintains its own that one quiet.
The end of a season is the start of next season, Yiyezhiqiu, I know that winter is around the corner. Worldly things going through a season of change was given, I care about with a fall after the leaves are reduced to ashes, or into the soil, or where the blow. In this world how many traces of the dead? Their loved ones face the vicissitudes of life love mind pain, the wall of a frame, Tomb Sweeping Festival is the rain ... ...
I continue to quietly walk in the memories of the trail, each one yellow leaves are the coexistence with you bit by bit, but will you have to go in the territory covered with yellow leaves of autumn, I saw this, but also has taken note and I am the lonely sun, the dark shadow? Since that year, after the cold of winter, and in this earth, I and your shadow will no longer overlap in the sun.
Spring, I will think of you, and a great summer and I will remember your vitality, autumn, I will think of your shadow, but in winter I do not remember you, because this season, I will think of your departure, as well as when you left I did know that I have a particular season, sometime in your heart to dissipate.
Cool autumn wind swept Fashao. Children in sleep, the facial features, are all portrayed the look of your face, I seem to see your smile, revealing to me the warmth I had never seen before and genial. Ears side, sounded the car eight years ago, playback of the song \"Na Pianhai,\" singing the song \"You Look at the flowers have to thank, you Look at the sea son cried, you know I will never I always wait for you answer, let us forget Napian Hai, let\'s re-emphasis on the afterlife Come, let us never again separated Shengshengshishi whole life. \" Revel in music is the groom and the bride, then comes late autumn, yellow leaves in the window before drifting away.
Autumn morning frost heavy, late-night Feng Liang, winter approaching, the cooler days to increase clothing!
深秋,是撩人的桂花香,迷人的桔子黄,炽热的枫叶红;是风卷起片片飘然的叶,轻轻地落在脚边;是窗外的寒月映染着窗幔变成银白……一个季节已过,一个季节又来,我依然就这样,习惯着自己的孤单。
一路静静地走着,虽置身于街道的喧哗,可我的世界仍就很安静,安静得只听见脚下树叶沙沙的声音,似乎它在向人们泣诉着生命的终结,又似乎在因为完成了自己一生的使命而吟唱。阳光仍然很热烈,却不如别人对我的眼光那么耀眼,我用右手挡住光线,维护着自己的那一片宁静。
一个季节的结束便是下一个季节的开始,一叶知秋,我知道寒冬亦将至。世间万物经历着季节给予的变故,我在意着一片树叶落下后是化为灰烬,还是融入泥土,或是吹向哪里。这个世界究竟还有多少逝者的痕迹?亲人脸上的沧桑,爱人心里的痛,墙上的一副镜框,清明时节的雨……
我继续静静地走在回忆的小径,每一片黄叶都是曾与你共处的点点滴滴,只是已去的你会否在铺满黄叶的秋境里看到这样的我,又能否注意到斜阳下我孤独的、灰暗的身影?自那年寒冬过后,在这世间,我和你的影子再也不会在阳光下重叠。
春天我会想起你的气息,夏天我会想起你的朝气,秋天我会想起你的影子,而冬天我不想想起你,因为这个季节,我只会想起你的离去,以及在你离去时我才知道我已于某年某个季节在你心里淡去。
秋夜凉爽,风掠过发梢。孩子已在睡梦里,眉眼间都刻画着你的样子,我似乎看到了你的微笑,向我表露着我从没见过的温情与和煦。耳际边,响起了八年前车里回放着的歌曲《那片海》,歌里唱着“你看那花儿都谢了,你看那海儿都哭了,你知道我会永远永远等你给我的回答,让我们忘了那片海,让我们来世再重来,让我们一生一世生生世世永不再分开”。陶醉在音乐中的是新郎与新娘,那时正值深秋,黄叶在车窗前飘过。
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