Light autumn impression: drizzle, red leaves, fragrant osmanthus

Autumn in my memory is always associated with rain, and the continuous drizzle seems to be the characteristic of autumn. The sky was overcast and it rained continuously for more than ten days at a time, from morning to night. Because I never like cold weather, I don’t like autumn either. Whenever autumn comes, my mood becomes extremely gloomy and depressing. I feel that the footsteps of winter are approaching step by step behind this autumn. However, the rain and cloudy days in late autumn always make me depressed, depressed, and full of coldness in my heart. hope. People often write autumn as a happy and harvest season, even the autumn rain is so poetic and romantic. But the autumn I see is always cold, rainy and muddy. In my world, there are no fairy tales in autumn, and even if there are, they are negative.

The laws of nature cannot be changed. If you don’t like autumn and winter, of course you have to escape, to a place where there will never be autumn or rain. It has been more than twenty years since I escaped from autumn. Because it has been so long, all bad memories of autumn seem to have faded. What I see and read are all praises for autumn: the crisp air, the maturity of autumn, the romance of autumn rain, and the golden red leaves.

Because I have lived in the tropics for a long time, I am used to seeing the same blue sky, white clouds and hot summer. I suddenly miss the coolness of autumn, the falling rain and the accompanying gloomy mood. It turns out that people's mood There are also four seasons. So I packed my bags, brought my autumn clothes, and prepared to experience the melancholy of autumn with full confidence.

As expected, what greeted me when I got off the plane was the pattering autumn rain, which lasted for two or three days. The weather in Chengdu in October is cool, not too cold, and can only be considered a light autumn at best. The wide and clean roads disappeared in the rain. The mud and sewage in my memory disappeared. The modern urban construction looked mature and peaceful in the autumn rain. There was no atmosphere of autumn rain at all. This was completely different from the deep and desolate autumn in my memory. .

The rain kept falling, and from morning to night, waves of coolness came, gradually calming down my tropical heart. Looking at the drizzle floating in the sky, I couldn't help but walk into the rain. The sky was of course gloomy, and the drizzle flew down all over the sky, falling gently on my shoulders and body. When I raised my head, the rain fell on my face again, as soft as silk. I stood quietly in the rain, closed my eyes, and let the rain in the sky dance around. There was no sound of wind, no thunder, only the silvery rain, falling silently. It was as if two long-lost old friends were reunited, letting the rain surround me, hugging my body, caressing my cheeks, telling each other their thoughts of meeting again after a long separation, and my heart drifted with the rain...< /p>

The drizzle, the coolness, and the new look of the city made me see a different kind of autumn and experience the romance of autumn rain and the longing that can only be found in autumn. The light autumn in October gave me a different artistic conception of autumn, and I suddenly began to like autumn and the faint melancholy that autumn brings.

Going to the mountains to see the red leaves is also one of my plans for returning home this time. Perhaps because I have never seen the red leaves in autumn or experienced the colorful autumn, my memory of autumn is so gloomy. Before coming back, I had planned to go to the mountains to see the red leaves this time, fulfilling my long-standing wish.

Due to the rush of time, we drove to Xiling Snow Mountain early in the morning. There must be golden autumn and red leaves all over the mountains and fields waiting for us. The car was walking in the mountains, and the rain stopped. I held the camera in my hand and opened my eyes wide, fearing that I would miss the beautiful scenery of the mountain. Along the way there are patches of green woods and clear mountain streams. Occasionally there will be one or two light yellow leaves. It is really beautiful, but there are no red leaves. I always hope that when I pass the next bend, a mountain full of red leaves and golden leaves will appear before my eyes. The mountains curved over and over again, until we reached the end of the mountain road. What we saw in front of us was still the mountains full of green. I parked the car, braved the light rain, and continued walking up the mountain without giving up, thinking that there must be red leaves when I went deep into the mountain. Along the way, I asked mountain people on the roadside if there were red leaves on the top of the mountain. The answer was no, because the weather was not cold enough, and to see the red leaves, I had to drive further and deeper to the Western Sichuan Plateau. The rain in the mountains was getting heavier and heavier, so I had to give up climbing and return to Chengdu. My wish to see the red leaves was still in vain.

I rushed back to my hometown all the way but didn’t see the mountains full of red leaves and the colorful autumn, which made me feel somewhat regretful.

The next day I went to Tianfu Square for work. I was admiring the tall buildings and open roads on both sides. When I turned around, I suddenly found several red maple trees on the roadside, with red leaves like fire. Brilliant and dazzling, dotted with the not too deep autumn colors. I hurriedly raised my camera and took a few photos, thinking that this would be my wish to see the red leaves.

"Don't envy the peaches and plums in three springs, the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms in autumn." The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is another characteristic of autumn. Walking on the street, you will smell a faint fragrance from time to time, seemingly not there. Looking for the fragrance, you will always find an osmanthus tree not far away. The small light yellow osmanthus flowers are hidden among the leaves and are not noticeable. , so I didn’t pay much attention to them.

On the last day, on the way to the airport, we stopped at a remote farmhouse for lunch. As soon as I walked to the door, a faint fragrance of osmanthus came. Following the scent of flowers, I walked around the foyer and entered the courtyard. My eyes lit up. Four orange-red osmanthus trees were planted in the four corners of the courtyard, lighting up the autumn colors of the small courtyard.

Oranges are scattered all over the ground around each sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Looking upward, speckled orange-yellow sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are densely dotted in the leaves, like the red ribbon tied on the head of a little girl, which is even more beautiful. When I walked under the tree, a strong fragrance of osmanthus came to my nostrils, refreshing my heart and mind. Grains of sweet-scented osmanthus are still falling to the ground quietly, as if it is raining sweet-scented osmanthus. The proprietress said that the sweet-scented osmanthus trees have been planted for decades and bloom brilliantly every autumn, filling the garden with fragrance. The osmanthus flowers scattered under the trees are collected every day. After being cleaned, they can be put into dishes to make osmanthus dishes, or cut into pieces for guests to make fragrant fresh osmanthus tea. I thought that if I had time, I would sit under the osmanthus tree on a bright moonlit night, smell the fragrance of osmanthus, and taste the fresh osmanthus tea. , what kind of leisure time it should be.

After a few days of autumn trip, there were both gains and regrets. Autumn is no longer a negative and negative symbol for me. The four seasons in the world, spring and autumn, each have their own splendor. Life sometimes has its ups and downs. It is also a kind of adjustment to sigh about life in the autumn wind, stop in the autumn rain, collect your mood and move forward. Not everything in life may go as you wish, and sometimes it’s not a good thing to have some small regrets and imperfections. Only in imperfection can we have the motivation to move forward, to realize the imperfection and resolve the regrets. Although I didn’t see red leaves this year, I will definitely come back next year and the year after when the mountains are full of red leaves.

2017.10.11