It is a humble and weak life. Maybe you won't pay attention to it or even despise it. But its painstaking transformation for several months is just to fly high. That's right-butterflies used to be cool in the autumn wind, but somehow this autumn wind is particularly biting. I walked among the dead trees and leaves with the chilly autumn wind. I couldn't help tilting my head and saw a weak body struggling in the wind. I could see its efforts, but at the last moment it stopped, as if the whole world had stopped, and my heart trembled slightly. cicada slough
There is always a kind of music called "cicada singing" in summer. I remember learning cicada when I was a child, and listening to the teacher tell the story of cicada's life for the first time. Cicada larvae grow for a long time and don't start crawling until the spring of one year. Until midnight, it has to endure the separation of body and skin. However, this kind of pain is only a few months of "happiness". But because of the arrival of autumn, its life is coming to an end. My heart trembled again at the thought of this.
The flowers have fallen
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. The same is true of flowers, which bloom and fall. Spring sprouts, summer blossoms, and the arrival of autumn once again takes away the beauty of flowers, and my heart is pounding.
When I was young and ignorant, I hated autumn because it took the lives of butterflies and cicadas and the beauty of flowers. But as time went on, I began to be afraid of autumn! The arrival of autumn makes me understand why butterflies, cicadas and flowers bloom so hard. Because they are as happy and frustrated as we humans. Some people treat setbacks negatively, while others face difficulties bravely like butterflies, cicadas and flowers. Even if they can't succeed, they have no regrets, at least they have struggled.
I want to be a butterfly, a cicada and a flower. Even if life is short, I will work hard. Even if life is hard, I will be optimistic. Even if disaster comes, I will bravely overcome the difficulties. I think life is like an ink painting, with faint strokes and thick ink sketches. So now I have to face up to setbacks and leave a colorful sketch of my life track!
It is precisely because autumn let me really understand "life" that I began to be afraid of autumn!
Under the blue sky, we have the same confusion, the same language and the same belief. ...
Will you miss me in that deciduous season? I think you will. You will.
The fallen leaves of maple trees look like silent dust, but they are more like sad beauty. Can you miss them? Will you miss Qiu Zhi? I think you will. That's your most beautiful memory, with your smile.
The sound of autumn wind sweeping leaves is crisp, and the dust raised is enough to confuse my eyes. I don't know where you are, but I know that you have a memory, a memory that belongs to Qiu Zhi and a memory that belongs only to Qiu Zhi.
There have been your footprints on the beach, your colorful dreams written on balloons, and kites that you deliberately broke in the fields; You said you like the pursuit of happiness. Pursuing happiness is also a happy day for you. Your endless laughter and raised eyebrows have become the luxury of mourners.
You said that as long as there is something you want to do, you should try your best to take the first step. So you went, went to a distant place I didn't know, and took away the idea of knowing autumn. You said you would work hard for your dream and what you want to do.
Knowing autumn misses, the grass withered for you that year, and you will know when you wander.
Qiu Zhi said: I have always thought that light is eternal, but day and night have been alternating until forever. I don't want to understand.
Maple trees are growing on the hillside, and the leaves are red and falling. I know this is Miss Qiu Zhi.
Without any warning, the weather in Yichang became very cold, not my favorite kind, but biting cold! Just a few days ago, I was complaining about the unbearable heat, and in a blink of an eye, I was caught off guard. It's late summer and early autumn.
Actually, I don't really like this season. In this autumn wind, it is easy to make people sad, make people sad and leave, and always inadvertently evoke some pain that has escaped from several seasons. That I don't know how to let those lonely things rest on a night without missing.
In fact, many things are always experienced before they are understood. Like feelings, after the pain, you will know how to protect yourself; Only when you are stupid can you know how to persist and give up in time, and you can gradually know yourself in gains and losses. Life doesn't need this meaningless persistence, and there is really nothing you can't give up. Even if you touch the scene occasionally, it's just a moment of confusion, and it's fleeting in a blink of an eye.
Summer has passed and autumn has come. In such a season of changing seasons, will there be such an unspeakable sadness? Will everyone remember an unforgettable past? Will there be some worries in my heart? Meeting in the world has gone through thousands of cycles, just to stare at a affectionate back, just to wait for an indifferent back. Who arranges such mistakes again and again in life?
Meteors cut through the sky, but this moment is eternal. I am not a meteor after all. After the gorgeous moment, everything returned to the dull, but never returned to the original calm. There are times when I need to release my pent-up emotions in my favorite way, and let those cold days flow quietly at my fingertips and drift with the wind.
Lonely lamp, lonely shadow, lonely heart.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
Perhaps because I was born in autumn, I always have an inexplicable love and attachment to autumn. The philosopher said. Autumn is the season when death and rebirth alternate. Autumn fruit and autumn leaves seem to be the representative works and symbols of autumn. In autumn, the climate is pleasant and very popular. However, what I like best is late autumn. Meng Haoran: "If the weather is not so cool and sunny this autumn, the quiet evening may seem a bit sad." Wang Wei "The mountains are cold and blue today, and the autumn water flows." Xu Hun "The piano is clear in the middle of the night, and the west wind blows the ivy." They are all excellent works in cold and autumn. Reading has a faint coolness. It is the cold and silence peculiar to autumn. It also casts a veil-like poetry on the cool autumn.
It's cold, and then the yellow of autumn leaves makes it green, if the yellow of autumn is still "especially half-covered" At this time, it is a "faithful wife". If there happens to be a gust of wind blowing through the treetops, the dead leaves will fall lightly to the ground like Huang Die, and a picture of butterflies will be spread on the tree, which will give this desolate atmosphere a little sad comfort. How beautiful! The second batch of fruit of Ye Er elephant tree has been completely dedicated to the earth. It's cold, and I often come face to face with autumn fog in the morning. The fog in this autumn is different from other fogs. Teacher Qiu is mending nature. The fog is very cool, which just makes people feel the coldness of late autumn. British and American poets think that the fog is very light and adheres to the kitten's feet. I also feel that autumn fog is always wetter than other fogs, like milk vapor. The misty water vapor in the fog gets into my eyes, and it is as cold as if I have just washed my eyes.
Late autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is half cloudy and half sunny. This is because cloudy days are always divided equally with sunny days. Autumn morning and evening, facing the thin sunshine at noon. This is even more obvious.
Looking through the classics through the ages, everyone has sung about this cold autumn. Perhaps the cold autumn itself is a kind of artistic conception, and regardless of her various Leng Yan postures and unfathomable faces, her cold temperament alone can fascinate people and take away the soul. Life is getting faster and faster now. Spring is lively, summer is noisy, and winter is fine, which always makes people feel a little lazy and tired. Autumn is undoubtedly the most sober and calm season, and late autumn is the most philosophical season. I am intoxicated in this bleak day. Cool, cool, more and more cool, give winter a perfect connection and transition, and let impetuous people feel calm and thoughtful. No wonder Mr Yu Dafu specially praised autumn scenery. At that time every year, you sneak into my heart and take away my thoughts. You have been deeply rooted in my heart-fairyland-like September. Every time you take away my troubles, I seem to have an epiphany. It's really "a special taste in my heart" ...
"I said autumn is better than spring." Autumn really has a unique charm, a magical beauty, and the most beautiful season of the year makes the world intoxicated.
That brilliant autumn, golden autumn, charming autumn. Fallen leaves are like golden butterflies, flying all over the sky and dancing so charming! They are spinning, sliding, changing and turning, leaving people with infinite reverie. They fall into the soil, temporarily stop the gorgeous dance, become the soil of spring, and feed the next generation of flowers and plants.
Only the bare trunk with scattered leaves, like flowers dotted with butterflies, has lost its previous dazzling. However, this is never the end. After the baptism and test of winter, it will usher in a new beginning. It will sprout, grow leaves, blossom and bear fruit in spring, and usher in another glory!
Bare tree trunks make up a bare forest, and "disfigured flowers and plants" are of course ignored. But they firmly believe that unity is strength, and next year, hundreds of trees will bloom together and show their glory again!
Sweat in spring and summer, at this moment, condenses into the crystallization of hard work and produces rich returns, which is the joy of autumn. The hardships of facing the loess and facing the sky and the efforts in spring and summer have been rewarded at this moment. People who want to get something for nothing have a depressed face and have to return empty-handed. This is a lesson in life, but also a fortune in life: the journey of life is long, and time will not let you squander, let alone waste an autumn. If you cheat life, you will be abandoned by life. Then please pick up your lost self and head for the ideal sail flag!
This golden land is slightly less green than spring and summer. That delicate green is flashy, empty and beautiful; Mature golden yellow makes farmers' uncles smile, make them filial, love and bring them joy.
The autumn sun is not so dazzling, but the brilliance at this time makes people feel very comfortable; The green color of autumn has faded, not so sharp, but it can highlight its value; The autumn wind is not so warm, but it can wake up those who waste time. Autumn can't witness the glory of Beijing in August, but he can "clean up" the Olympic Games, clean up this battlefield without smoke, and draw a perfect stop for this national feast!
Autumn is God's gift to mankind, and I can only look up. Look up at the atmosphere of "bleak autumn wind and rough waves"; Look up to the beauty of "the combination of lake light and autumn moon"; Looking up at the lonely "Silver Candle Qiu Guang Cold Painting Screen". The incomparable golden September is really incomparable to ordinary words, and I suddenly remembered Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave-now I know the taste of joy, I want to say that I want to have a rest, but I want to say that it is a cool autumn!