Autumn wind has two colors.
One is the true color of autumn wind.
Autumn is golden. In the field, rice is the artistic conception of golden autumn wind; On the ridge, corn is the golden miss of autumn wind; Between bamboo fences, melons and fruits are golden characters in autumn wind. These scenes remind us of He Qifang's poem Autumn: "The morning dew falls and the sound of logging jingles out of the valley. /Put down the sickle full of fragrant rice,/Pack the rich fruits and vegetables in the bamboo fence with a basket. /A farmer who lives in autumn. " Oh! Autumn is the harvest season.
Autumn wind is yellow. In the autumn wind, yellow leaves are dancing like butterflies with dead leaves, adding color to autumn. On the hillside, Huang Yanyan danced against the wild chrysanthemums in the autumn wind, adding charm to the autumn wind.
Autumn wind is red. Red and ruddy apples, like a little girl's face, are beautiful and lovely; The maple leaves on the cliff are redder than the flowers in February, like flaming flames.
Autumn wind is purple. Purple eggplant is a trombone; The grapes opened their eyes wide and the streets were purple.
Autumn wind is blue. In autumn, the sky is blue every day.
Oh! Autumn is a beautiful season.
The natural color of autumn wind lets us know that the color of autumn wind is not single, but colorful, colorful and colorful. Autumn is a harvest season, autumn is a beautiful season, and autumn brings happiness, joy and satisfaction to people.
The other is the life color of autumn wind.
Autumn wind is black. This is dignified and deep. The writing of cicada has been waiting underground for seventeen years, just to wait for a summer song-"The Farewell of Life", but "when the autumn wind blows, his life is over." Autumn wind contributed to cicada's death. Death is black, so autumn wind is also black. However, this kind of black can't make us feel pain and sadness, because it is this kind of black that sublimates the life of cicada, which is so meaningful and valuable, and we have lofty admiration for cicada. Because cicadas call for a beautiful autumn with their lives.
Therefore, when we know the color of autumn wind, we can appreciate the profound meaning of this sentence: cicada sang a bumper harvest and a beautiful autumn for mankind, and sang a happy, joyful and prosperous life for mankind. This unparalleled great and sacred creature, its selfless dedication spirit, people have to pay tribute. With this in mind, we will not hate it, but will raise respect and love.