Roaming seasonal photography

Time is a stunning background color, which always seems too hasty in the cycle of seasons. The years are shallow, and inadvertently, Qiu Guang is swaying, and the splendor of midsummer is drifting away. -Preface

Autumn wind rises, cold rain falls, flowers are shadowless and leaves fall. Outside the lintel of the season, it seems that the heat of filariasis has not faded. Autumn wind is rustling, autumn leaves are messy in the autumn wind, between hot and cold, summer and autumn change. When a rain falls, this season has a faint breath of autumn.

Autumn has come easily and quietly. The beauty of autumn is also casual. Although autumn is not as beautiful as spring, nor as quiet as summer, it is peaceful and leisurely, with the fragrance of maple chrysanthemum. Autumn is quiet and beautiful, not warm, not melodramatic, a leaf falling can know that the world is autumn. After the storm, time flies, and after several rains, the autumn is crisp.

Autumn night, listening to the wind without trace, autumn leaves without sound rain. Silently listening to the rain, the light rain melted the summer irritability. Pour a cup of green tea leisurely, taste it slowly with your heart, with a faint taste and a touch of human happiness.

Standing at the intersection of time, looking at autumn, with a quiet attitude, there is no noise, no crowd, only a little wind and rain, a little bright, my mood is autumn night in this summer and beautiful.

Autumn is picturesque, like an ethereal and transparent picture scroll, and like the pulse of dust.

Autumn is like a poem, like a lyric poem, meaningful and beautiful, gentle and dreamy, suitable for singing softly.

Autumn is like a song, like a girl in a boudoir, graceful, and like a love song, with a touch of elegance.

Autumn is like wine, like a cool breeze. It is no longer a fragrant flower, but a sweet fruit.

"Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn, waves, waves of cold smoke. The mountains reflect the sunset water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the sunset. " Autumn is the season of parting, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue, and the evening wind plays the flute. Now I know the taste of sadness.

Autumn crossing, sunset glow is red, autumn is strong, and parting in the evening. "Affectionate separation since ancient times, especially so, snubbing the Clear Autumn Festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning breeze and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if there are thousands of customs in Qian Qian, who should I talk to? "

The West Chamber is full of autumn leaves, the moon is full of cold, the window sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves. Being with the dawn is also awkward and ugly. "The beauty of autumn is full of affection, with a little desolation and a little sadness.