Autumn, is affectionate; Autumn is rich; Autumn is golden; Autumn, it is romantic cloud backup
Autumn, also belong to the wind. You see, the autumn wind blows, the green in the golden. Color is yellow, thick. Autumn, autumn, like a girl dressed in a black coat, swaying in the wind, added a elegant and hazy poetic flavor.
The autumn wind, blowing gently, blows over my head, blow my hair, the hair in the wind around eyelash, itchy feeling, make the eye blink blink, in the casual in the blink of an eye, time and youth in waiting gradually wither, and it is to be too sad, sigh gently, seasons, see the wind in the autumn...
In the bloomy spring season to the coolness of autumn small cold, the way a summer the carpet of flowers in our way of life journey but is just a season, is really a step. Day and night, accompanied by you get to know each other, however, so far unforgettable. You are a warm in the sun in my life; You are my memory of a grain of shining pearls; You are a star on the awning of my heart. Under the sunset, the sunset, have a fairy tale world. You know, I had a dream. In a dream, you and I met in a flower, you are my myth of the prince, I am your story of Snow White. Autumn leaves floating, suddenly waking up. Is a beautiful memory you left me, are you miss the innocence and friendship. When we took memory of vintage wine, would like to invite you to drink, but they had drunk. As a matter of fact, we dream is just beginning.
I landed on the grass under the hills of color, lifted up his eyes and hillsides of trees changed into the colorful autumn outfit. Yellow, gold, red, brown... Under the sunset dyed it, as if a mass of flaming fires. Colorful, multifaceted, form a natural beautiful picture scroll 白话佛法
Picked up a fallen leaf, came a stare, the color of the blade has passed from green to bright yellow, venation, told us that it has the high end to dance in the wind, was brilliant... Leaf leave, is tree does not retain or to follow the footsteps of the wind? Who knows?