Autumn, a touch of color in the world

If, the four seasons have colors,

So,

Spring is the light green unearthed from the bud,

Summer is the warm yellow of Chanyang oblique photos,

In winter, it is the silver and white full of snow,

In autumn, it is a distinctive and colorful.

Just like the clouds in Su Shi in the Song Dynasty:

"One year of good scenery, Jun must not be recorded, the most orange, yellow and orange green."

Love is extremely rich in autumn,

Not only is the fullness of autumn,

More in that beautiful color,

The palette is average, drawing the mountains and rivers on earth,

It is difficult to collect.

The color of autumn is often thicker,

It's like the experience that has precipitated in the first half of the year,

As if to rush all things to return to silence,

All the secrets and emotions,

Release it for you.

Walking in such a lot,

Even the heart can give birth to a touch.

While the mountains and rivers are dazzling, the world is colorful,

Let's go,

Such autumn color, always have to go and see!

01

Tiansi · There are blue sky on the sky

The autumn is cool, long and clear,

Even the sun,

All become gentle,

Fat the heat and converge.

I like to look up at the sky in such a gentle autumn day,

Look at the sky and the clouds, and hope that the geese fly south.

Wherever you see,

It is reflected with the blue sky is quite clean.

So blue,

It looks like the color of oil painting with a strong light.

When the sun is bright, the sky is a clear blue blue,

When the white clouds float, the sky is a light milk blue,

Catching Qiuyu is coming, and the eyes are covered with a layer of gray,

There is also a taste of "desert autumn clouds".

Maybe this day,

It is the same blue throughout the year.

It's just that the sky is blue,

One end, leading to deep heart,

On the other end, connect a magnificent far away,

The thought of people's thoughts is far.

How many things you have seen,

Look at the blue sky of autumn,

In my heart, there was a sense of freedom of freedom.

As Mr. Zhu Ziqing said:

"Think about everything,

You can not want anything,

I felt that I was a free person. "

Under such a free sky blue,

I want to be dazed unconsciously,

Looking back at the road you walked in the first half of the year,

Looking forward to the completeness of the next half of the year.

Then, back to the quiet pace of autumn,

Look at everything.

02

Xia Hong · Yu Xia is scattered into Qi Qi

During this time, on the way home from get off work,

Get used to lift your mobile phone,

Get the sunset into the album.

Xia Guang at 6 o'clock in the evening,

It's like having the magic of all cure,

Can soothe the exhaustion all day.

Like to call yourself "sunset collectors",

I prefer this color that is unique to autumn.

The gorgeous and romantic glowing red,

Can add a touch of style to autumn.

This kind of autumn sunset, this style of autumn,

It seems more eye -catching than other seasons.

Occasionally there are Yanquan flying in the south, passing through the sky of Xiahong,

There is a sense of "falling all over the sky and flying together".

The vast autumn water is long,

It was also wiped into a layer of red by the sunset,

That deep gradient, illusion of unpredictable red,

Unscrupulously occupy the whole world,

Make autumn, extraordinarily gorgeous,

There are also more mysterious and deep.

It is not difficult to find in such a shiny red,

Autumn red is no reserved red,

It seems to be burning the last temperature of the world,

When the summer is alternately,

Bloom the last color.

As Lin Qingxuan said,

Enjoy this Xiahong!

In the evening of the sunset, if a cup of hot tea is made, the sunset is sinking under the old banyan tree in front of the folk village, and the bird's sound of the nest is not known. I don't know how beautiful it is!

03

Golden Yoshan River Yiye Qiu

Biyuntian, yellow leaves,

Autumn color waves.

Autumn wind rises, yellow leaves fall,

The mountains and rivers are autumn.

Whether it's ginkgo or Indus,

Autumn wind blows,

I changed the color at a speed visible to the naked eye,

Rotating in the autumn, falling in the autumn,

Just leave a yellow residual yellow.

The brightest and full yellow,

Often between the ancient trees ginkgo.

Gradually, the tip of the leaf of ginkgo is dyed,

From green to yellow, from green to mature,

Under the warm sun in the warm autumn,

Glow and shine.

Golden yellow leaves,

Gathering on the ancient and vigorous trunk,

Shining, craftsmanship,

Although it is close to withering,

It is still wanton and lively.

Love this ginkgo in autumn,

I also love this dazzling yellow.

In my spare time, go to the mountains and the wild,

Ginkgo yellow all the way,

The autumn sun is warm all the way.

I have always believed that ginkgo is spiritual,

With the immortal of the years.

When the autumn wind rolls,

Sprinkle yellow leaves on the ground without hesitation,

Together with auspicious blessings,

Let people pick up.

If you have a chance, take advantage of the autumn,

Go to the countryside and find a piece of yellow.

Forget the loneliness of autumn,

Pray in a strong golden yellow world:

Golden autumn also has yellow leaves, and the season is still good.

04

Mist White · Qiu Wu Lian Yunbai

Autumn morning,

It seems that everything is fog.

It is like the water vapor of the rain silk,

Flating the face, dreaming.

This moisture brought by morning fog,

It is faint and white,

Like the ink marks slowly fainted on the rice paper,

It constitutes a misty dream of autumn,

It is elusive.

In this morning, it is more suitable for relying on the small courtyard of the mountain village. In the mountains, the white is white.

It became a stunning.

The misty clouds and fog, the houses and mountains are connected in series,

Write the rhythm of the morning in the mountains,

It also laid out the fantasy footsteps in autumn.

The magical thing is that in this touch of autumn,

Even those colorful colors,

It can also give birth to a hint of dreams.

Suddenly, the memory returned to the more vague.

There is a yellowed rural hometown,

The hazy appearance is better than all pictures in the world.

Here, choose one morning,

Look at the fog,

And the smoke rising in the farm kitchen.

Vaguely, white wall Daiwa, village entrance stream,

The colorful autumn scenery is intertwined together,

Beautiful.

If you have a chance, you must live in the mountain village for a few days.

The plain wall tile is white,

The hazy morning mist is also white.

Because of this white, so,

The smiley face hidden behind the fog,

Also dyed a trace of white,

Simply and clean, not dusty.

In the unpredictable color,

It is autumn, incomplete romance.

Slowly, walk in autumn,

take care of it,

This is the best of this side, the beauty of disappearing.

Perhaps every autumn color in life,

With the precipitation of the first half of the year,

It indicates the complete half of the year.

May you, in your eyes full of autumn,

Through the ground, move forward slowly.

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