At that moment, flash window, a tree Yan-hong. This autumn rain in the twilight of Xi Li, in the closed doors of the wall, canadensis grassland in the street.
a crimson trees, clouds Ruxia. What is the tree, what flowers? I do not know, too late to look for a pass. However, it is still crimson points, such as short-lived and beautiful sunset, the sky to light up the moment over the atrium.
who read their own cool westerly wind, yellow Xiao Xiao Shu close the window. Is already late autumn, it has spent the season I do not know what the change?
in the hot, Huarong to play down so rapidly; in the Chiu-Liang, the green back in a hurry so. The climate is cool ah thin. "A cold autumn rain for a while," how much wind and rain can stand the roots of the streamer Cuizhe hound them?
hear how many "Kaidaotuni Hua Shi", Kwai Heung has been dark and quiet, extremely poor Chrysanthemum. Has deep fall. But why here, still Hua Shi?
perhaps, is the misuse of bored listening to the wind Letter From Primitive Creatures wrong message to the quarter-designate this as a spring, summer, a closed heart of hearts quietly opened the door finally.
suddenly remembered, Begonia tree in the yard, last fall, and not have to touch the Nongmochongcai Hongyan branches in full bloom in it? Memory, the green leaves back to do, once the bustling side is thin as rugged, only Na Duo flowers, spring has been no reduction in the Hongyan, proudly branches, some of the long wake-up feelings. In the past the relentless autumn wind Chela some of the dilapidated yellow, gathered at the foot of it, and spend Naduo is still stubbornly stick to that position small, refused to wither. Looking at independence, the scene remains the same, bleak and chill full House has quietly retreat.
Naduo spend the autumn years, is scheduled to become an out-of-print grid of oil paintings, gold-plated Qiuyang a warm light. Ren speeding years, the flowers are still fresh.
day, was to go to visit sister-in-law. To get into the door, the hospital could see two trees Prynne, Tsui branch between the green leaves and white flowers, such as little stars, blue corner a golden basin put Hong Kingston is Orchid, the aroma assail the nostrils, feel amazing. Niece said that this really strange flowers, the mother was not at home, has been the Half-Life, her people come back, sweet-scented osmanthus is also open, Blenheim has also opened, has not even made it a Chunlan are flowering. I said, is to spend Rui ah! Sister-in-law in-patient surgery infection, after a few months, and finally crossed the most difficult Hom. Those who have been Sinong of flowers from her, also seem to feel this pain and she Fenzheng. Now, with a flower QI Chun-back, singing with a song of life. Spent wandering, Zhao Na rich aromatic bath, I seem to hear the faint laughter of life.
In fact, there are always some miracle took place quietly in our faith, let us watch.
inadvertently, the magic of nature, with a total Liaoluo give us the life of Chunyiangran landscape, bring to life the shock, and we have to wet and warm the hearts of the most Yuntie of care.
the way back, back that touch of Yan-hong, such as the burning of a painting, color in the depths of an independent, Yidong a gray Autumn's heart.