Life Miscellaneous Notes

Before you know it, autumn is coming in the town.

In the afternoon sunshine and bright temperature, the sky is high and vast, without any distractions. Walking through the flat blue brick road, the wind inadvertently blew off a leaf on the branch, and the news of autumn was just around the corner.

When a leaf falls in autumn, so does the world. Autumn may just start with a fallen leaf. In early autumn, the temperature in midsummer is still the same, but there is an irresistible chill in the morning and evening.

Beginning of autumn, Chushu, Bailu, Autumnal Equinox, Cold Dew and First Frost, the name of each festival, has an ancient flavor of China. The wisdom of the ancients is indeed as beautiful as lotus and as beautiful as stars. Every festival is like a graceful woman with a beautiful face, smart smile and beautiful eyes.

Autumn, autumn, autumn scenery, but also hidden in one festival after another? In the autumn morning, the roadside stalls are as full and lively as in the summer morning.

Watermelon is green, edamame is green, Chinese cabbage is green and green onions are green. Apples are red, peppers are red and tomatoes are red. Big red and big green are the most tacky colors, but together, it is the real beauty. If you want to change to any other color, you will often be dissatisfied.

On the autumn morning, the old ladies in the small park danced square dance as usual. In front of warm music, the old man with silver hair seems to be twenty years old again.

Every time I pass by them, I always want to stop and watch their dancing. Hold your head high, bend over, advance and retreat, all elegant, leisurely and poetic.

Who says autumn is destined to be silent, gloomy and withered? When the pointer of life points to autumn in the years, don't be afraid or anxious. Dance calmly, with a self-directed square dance. Life is slipping into autumn, perhaps it is also an unconscious moment. Face it calmly and accept it calmly.

Many times, when I rush to work like a gust of wind at my feet, I envy those dancing old ladies for no reason. Who can dance in autumn, whose life will never end in desolation

What is the best thing to do in autumn when the sky is high and the clouds are light? It's one thing to sit by the river and watch the sunset, it's one thing to drink the bright moon alone, it's one thing to read a few volumes of ancient books, it's one thing to spread paper and grind ink, and it's one thing to write a letter to someone who misses you on a piece of paper full of plum blossoms.

If you think this is too elegant and poetic, settle yourself in the secular world of mortals. Cooking, washing, coaxing, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in the left hand, and hops in the right hand. All the days, even if they grow out of the soil, should be fragrant and beautiful.

Autumn comes in a hurry, but it takes a long time. Autumn is getting old, heavy and rotten inch by inch. Just like people, the old people thought it was a moment, and before this moment, countless identical moments had been superimposed.

I stood outside the wall of time, waiting for an open door to let me re-enter this world. We are always looking for warmth and affection different from this world in time. We tried to make peace with time and become bosom friends. "

Teacher Xiao Zhan said. In autumn, whether it is early autumn or late autumn, reading Xiao Chan's words is an extreme kindness and joy.

Her writing, which was enchanting and charming in her early years, has now washed away the lead and is full of simplicity, dignity and profound wisdom in autumn.

She said, "Autumn is bagpipes, too. When blowing, it is as ethereal as autumn water. Time, sun, moon, nothing. Why is it autumn so soon? Too soon. The man waiting on the shore has never come and will never come again-old friends will never come again. "

Autumn will come soon, but we don't seem to have an appointment in advance. Autumn has come and gone. My old friend has gone, but he won't come again.

There is a faint sadness, such as autumn, which spreads bit by bit.

Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. Only Liu Yuxi is generous and open-minded In the plump Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi built a monument for himself with a poem "Autumn Ci".

The scarcity of autumn, the nothingness of autumn, and the sadness in autumn bones are born with a mole, so eye-catching and so heartless.

Who can look down on striking and heartless, who will surpass autumn.

Su Dongpo is such a person.

This autumn, I read his "Night Tour in Chengtian Temple" again. Every word seems to be a confidant, a kind of calmness and peace. Looking back at the bleak place, rain or shine. How nice!

At the end of your life, you will eventually find yourself and find the substance that is most similar to your own attributes. Not unassuming, but there is a mysterious but most natural atmosphere.

Su Shi found Huai Min, found the moonlight, and found the empty and bright realm of life. In autumn, he will never fail or waste time.

Without that charming and domineering enthusiasm, no invitation, no competition. Slowly quiet, slowly no longer colorful, gentle heart went to autumn, went to the water Mai Yiren, went to the shore, went to the lonely dry, so warm fatigue even touched myself. At this point, all is silent. At this point, eternity is ancient. At this time, only you, me, the sun and the moon shine together. ?

Looking back suddenly, it was autumn. Hello, Qiu An!