Photographer misses friends

Walking on the road of "an autumn rain and a cold", an unspeakable mood suddenly overflowed my heart. Looking back like water flies, some unforgettable people and some unforgettable things are lingering thoughts after all!

Colorful flowers in the park are still blooming hard. In the past, lush trees and thick leaves have turned yellow. Some weak leaves began to flutter in the wind. I can't help talking to myself: Is this fallen leaf the pursuit of the wind or the persistence of the tree?

In fact, fallen leaves are an irresistible parting, just like our life. When I was a child, I had the care and care of my parents and relatives and grew up healthily. When we are full-fledged, we will leave our parents and fly freely. And this blood is thicker than water, but it is a lifelong love!

"He knows that the dew will frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! "On this autumn night, an inexplicable melancholy suddenly haunts my mind. The bright moon is deep in the sky, and I miss sending home deeply. Like the bright moon as clear as water in my hometown, it is also throwing a kind and friendly smile at me, as if calling for a wanderer from afar to go home early.

September is the hometown of poetry. At the moment, my hometown is picturesque, full of ripe fruits and fragrant flowers. Warm sunshine, soft and unobtrusive, shines on crops everywhere, making them mature and grow wildly; Shining on the happy faces of the villagers.

The autumn night is cold, and the bright moonlight is all over the earth. Looking up at the starry sky, I miss my friends far away. Pick a yellow leaf and give it to a friend who is far away. It's getting colder and colder. How are you getting along in another country? Time is like water telling parting, time flies and writing parting ... If you smile, I will be warm; Hello, I am sunshine!

The vast sea of people seldom meet. If you don't want to pay sincerely, just ask for it; If you don't take good care of it, you ignore it. When one day, people are cold and hurt, how can we stop leaving? How can I save that distant figure? Like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, it is silent, but there is nowhere to look.

Just like the annoying autumn wind, how many leaves have been blown off, so that thoughts remain the same and the past remains the same; Ruthless autumn rain blew away many godsend marriages, leaving those unrepeatable times as distant memories; That autumn's parting made the lonely man finally disappear in the sadness of autumn water, and made "choose a person to love deeply and accompany a person to die" a silent ending!

Autumn is the season of missing. There is always a kind of love that comes quietly when we don't understand, but passes by in a hurry; There is always a person who tender our fleeting moment, but leaves a lifelong regret; There is always a look back, stunning the moment of time, but ignoring the tenderness like water; There is always a sigh in the sleepless night, but still tears streaming down her face.

"Blue sky and yellow flowers, tight west wind, flying north and south." In this case, how can you have no feelings? The yellow leaves lament, and the leaves are silent. Falling with the wind between heaven and earth, I look forward to spring with tears. The goose goes back to the goose, and the liver is heartbroken every year. Flowers bloom and fall with thoughts, and leaves are fleeting.

Missing, like fallen leaves in autumn, falls to the ground and becomes a kind of sadness. Flying north and flying south, life and death are endless, and there is no place to be sad. A piece of writing paper, singing softly, is a sob after all! How I wish those who accompany me were still in the dim light; How I wish those warm and beautiful stories, those once owned, can exist forever!

Perhaps it is in the meeting and parting again and again that we let a young heart grow up gradually, learn to face and take responsibility gradually, until it gradually matures. Like fallen leaves in autumn, I can't help myself, but I can't do anything about it. Only when spring returns to the earth will it turn green again and smile at tomorrow.

The autumn wind kissed the fallen leaves, but sprinkled the cold everywhere; Full of beautiful sadness; Caring thoughts. Autumn is getting colder and colder, and my thoughts are very long ... May the friends I know on the road of life remember to add clothes when it is cold!