"Come autumn wind from Bai Yunfei, vegetation Huang Yan Come down to the south." Open calendar before they know the Cold Dew is over. Autumnal Equinox had one, with the north wind that Kim's, early Bailu, a rain of a cold, it has faint smell of the winter.
rest today, clouds of the sky, looking out the window, it seems to rain. The gloomy skies that some people feel melancholy, the daughter could not help but begged to carry her country to take a walk together.
standing in the wilderness, Fumian autumn wind, swept off the face of Liang Yi, a man in a Hunhunee from out of state, a number of clear-headed. Walking trails winding road has been strong on both sides of the green, Climb trees, in the bleak autumn wind, not long ago the youth of color, mottled have some prickly eyes. Yellow leaves on trees in the autumn wind struggling, swaying, very reluctantly falling scattered in bushes, the path, the autumn wind is so sharp. Follow at the foot of the thick leaves, the lush two-way cluster of thorns growing very well, they brazenly onto shoes and socks, underwear on the stick. Spring and summer on the verdant slopes of trees, wild flowers Hang the picture disappeared long ago, is everywhere deteriorate, Xiao Shibuya scene, looking at this mountain is covered with yellow autumn leaves, the rest of us the sound of the season, "since ancient times every autumn quiet sorrow," Heart suddenly float to the surface of the nameless melancholy.
col between the formation of a large piece of ground, different shapes, staggered criss-cross paths of the kinds of fields of red and green peppers, eggplant of Deep Purple, yellow pumpkin, the green cabbage and an unknown number of vegetables. Winding along the ridge, you can see the busy span, they Gong Zhaoyao, to the fields of nursery crops, weeding, fertilizing, to catch the worm ¬ ... ... dry air was filled, being released into the atmosphere mixed with fermented manure smell. The near field there are a few teams span greenhouses scaffolding for the near to prepare for winter. At the end of a col-social source was introduced to the fields, and flows through on the way into numerous tributaries of the thin, moisture and irrigation of the land of hope. I do not know day after day, year after year, the busy span has described the Huai-seekers can explore the autumn harvest of joy.
splendid spring and summer of prosperity, the heavy autumn and winter quiet of the static, staged every year alternately. This season replacement, is also the case in life, life in the process is doomed from the serene to the agitation by the brilliant to dull. It looked at the pastoral landscape full of life, watching this scene of hard work, lonely feeling melancholy gradually Xiao Yue.
"Dad, I am a little cold." Daughter, then interrupted my reverie. Se Se in the autumn wind, big hands holding a small hand, to laughter all the way forward.