Wang Yuzhen: Qingqiu

Chengdu Golden Apple Jincheng No. 1 Middle School 2019 Class 18 Wang Yuzhen

Instructor Zhiyuejun

I often think that when I get old, look for a very long and quiet mountain, in Yixian hut, and spend my Qingqiu.

I want to sit down in a cool autumn and look at the scenery of the mountain. The apricot leaves were golden all over the wild, and the gardenia flowers drifted all over the fragrance. The water is rippling and must not be bouncing; a hundred birds are flying, and it is justified. You can get the comfort of "seeing Nanshan", and goodbye to the leisure sound of "recurring return to nature".

The sunset fell with the purple purple purple, and only the villagers of the villages were selling. The mountain song that looks like near, and it looks like a faint murmur. Like a large ink color, after a scroll that has been disturbed by the chicken of the sun, it outlines the original appearance. The noisy and quiet ... and then, the moonlight pumped it down, spilled in this noisy village like splashing ink, as if soothing people's impetuous heart. The shadow, with the moon, flowing on the ground, sometimes gathered, and sometimes dissipated. The light was lighter, and with his hands, he caught it. Feeling ice, cool.

There is a way that "the taste of the world is clear", and the color of this mountain is full of color. This April Mountain is already happy. Here, it can be described as clear autumn.

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