Talking about the cool autumn wind

The week at the end of August of 20xx ushered in early autumn. On my way back from school every morning, it was the best early autumn feeling I had experienced in 30 years. I am often lonely and indifferent, and I feel nothing this week. Bright and warm sunshine and cool autumn wind make me so comfortable. Never be negative to yourself in the future!

Talking about the cool autumn wind

I really like waking up in the morning, the rustling footsteps coming from the window, the voices of adults and children, and the slight whistle in the distance. With the cool autumn wind, everything is so comfortable. I seem to have been infatuated with this kind of sound since I was very young, trying to find out what the long and narrow whine that enveloped the earth in the middle of the night and early morning is.

Second, I know the taste of rivers and lakes best in my life, and I think of my hometown when I hear autumn sounds. Watching the autumn wind homesick has existed since ancient times. The autumn wind is cool, and the sky is cool. Weave the heart net of missing with a long thread of love; Holding a pen, on beautiful stationery, telling the love of a lifetime. In the golden years, I will set a feast of words for you, and melt the melancholy traces in your heart through the warmth of words. Let the autumn wind fly across the Pacific Ocean, to you and to the distance with the wings of missing.

Third, light autumn, slightly cool. Standing alone in front of the porch window, watching a fallen leaf render autumn colors; Look at the vicissitudes of a season. Studying the faint ink, according to the autumn wind, I write my thoughts on the lush face, tender as water in my heart, and bind my graceful thoughts on the plain notes of the years, which is fragrant when I open them; Dusty is warm.

Fourth, who has never been young and frivolous, but now it is like autumn wind.

Five, the autumn wind has sent autumn, the night is getting longer and longer, the porch is cool, and the cold insects are ringing. The dome of the stars is scattered, the moonlight occasionally leaks, and suddenly there are dark clouds in the rain, which makes the moon set and the stars hide.

Sixth, the autumn wind is slightly cool, not freezing people, but freezing cold.

Seven, the wind is weak, and the month is getting colder; I don't know whether autumn brings back memories or misses autumn.

Eight, the smoke is a little urgent, I go to the west building alone and lean on the dangerous fence. The cool autumn wind wakes people up, feeling dejected and looking far away, the prosperity is exhausted, and the good wine is easy to wake up. How lonely and melancholy it is.

Nine, sleep for a long time, wake up, take a bottle of cool taste in the refrigerator, line up at the door, the autumn wind blows, refreshing and comfortable. "Norwegian Forest" accompanied me all the way, listening to my favorite songs.

10. Who surprised the letter of time with a calm story? I'm tired of writing words and saying things, full of affection and tenderness. Who's quiet story in the years disturbed the long summer of fireflies that season? The autumn wind is cool, the dew is heavy and the frost is condensed. Send me to think and slowly return to time.

1 1. I never thought I would drive out and wander alone. Autumn wind is cool, very good. When I am single, I still have time to be chic and try to seize the time.

12. Autumn is getting warmer and warmer, and the air is cool. This is really a good season to think about people. Listen to the autumn wind rolling leaves and count your thoughts. Although my heart is a little sour, it is inevitably sweet. I knew you were running around, but I fell in love with you at first sight. I still remember the first time I met you, and your mouth was smiling, as if an old friend had come. The first time I saw you, I saw you again, and I was drunk and dreamy.

Thirteen, flowers are not as good as a hundred days. In the cool autumn wind, I hold my head high and smile.

Fourteen, the autumn wind is cool. It's still early, so I can sleep for a while.

Fifteen, the weather in early autumn is always cool, and the breeze blows, and my body can't help shivering. Then I began to think, in this bleak day, did you look at the old things I gave you, and there was a trace of warmth in your heart, even a trace?

Sixteen, the moon at the moment, hiding behind the clouds, blowing behind the cool autumn wind.

Seventeen, after the rain clears, the autumn wind through the window, with a hint of coolness. Looking back deeply and shallowly, there is always some time that flies between the eyebrows, and there are always some years that are fragrant at the fingertips, just like the whiteness of white clouds, silently blending into the blue of the sky without a trace of farfetched.

Eighteen, windy days, I miss you, the autumn wind is cool, people will always think of their loved ones.

Nineteen, when the autumn wind is cool, a cup of hot tea, a you, snuggle together and sigh the good times.

20. On the last day of the summer vacation, the number of tourists on the streets of Paris gradually decreased. With the cool autumn wind, it was an empty and comfortable feeling.

A flower is beautiful and full of love. Is it longer than autumn in the cool autumn wind?

Twenty-two, rainy days, slightly cool. A little autumn wind and autumn rain.

Twenty-three, autumn rain with autumn wind, the temperature is getting cold. Looking at the continuous autumn rain, it is confusing that autumn leaves and autumn winds; What I feel is the passing years, and what is eternal is the life of the whole world! Rain is a kind of heart, a kind of talk and a kind of feeling. The faint heart is not intoxicated, but washed and turned into wind, rain and earth.

Twenty-four, the summer heat is fading, the autumn wind is slightly cool, and it is another school season. In order to create a good and warm entrance environment for students and ensure the smooth start of school, Suzhou No.11 Middle School mobilized, deployed and arranged early, and made all the preparations for the start of the fall semester of 20xx, and did enough homework for the start of school.

Twenty-five, it is already autumn. At this time, the north has already felt a little cold. Flowers are blooming in the autumn wind outside the window, and each flower is unique and graceful, very forgetful and free and easy, as if it is about to debut for a grand festival.

Twenty-six, the autumn wind is cool at night, and the moon shadow lingers. Worry sails to the sky in a boat.

Twenty-seven, the autumn wind is slightly cool, breaking a few sorrows, adding a few sorrows, counting, countless sorrows, countless sorrows.

Twenty-eight, summer has passed, and no insects can be heard at night. The autumn wind begins, and the night is cool. Fortunately, my heart is less restless and more secure.

Twenty-nine, get up in the morning, put a fragrant flower with dew on your skirt, borrow a ray of autumn wind to clean up the dusty past, then stand on tiptoe, step through the cool autumn water, and run all the way to the direction where you live. If fate makes us warm each other's bodies, we can watch one scene after another in the chaotic world of mortals. In the past, time was always in a hurry and it was cold. I said, I am a meter warm in your heart, and the wind is blowing. I hope that wings will grow out of my thin bones and fly with you. I will be a half-lamp and take you home with a pleasant face for a lifetime.

Thirty, the autumn wind is cool and the moonlight is bright. At this moment, time seems to have stopped. Cricket in the corner is ringing, just like you keep popping up in your mind in your memory, and like a movie replay, it goes back to the day when we met. A gust of wind blew in from the window and woke me up in a daze. The autumn wind is cool, and we are walking. Good night, my love, my love.

Thirty-one, the autumn wind is gentle, moist and fresh; Autumn rain is cool. The heat of summer gradually melts into the freshness of autumn, and it is no longer blazing. In late summer and early autumn, the rain moistens the heart.

On this cool autumn night, I miss you, yes, I miss you. That's all.

Last night, the moon was really bright and there were few stars. The autumn wind is cool, the trees are swaying, there are several piles of fishing fires on the dark water, sitting on the lawn listening to the songs from the river, I don't know its name, but I know its situation. The little girl is sleeping in her arms, and the big boy is playing by bike not far away. With the crickets chirping one after another, her heart finally calmed down. Mid-Autumn Festival, autumn is coming.

35. Compared with this kind of reconstruction, the monuments covered by inscriptions by Guo Moruo and leaders at all levels prefer the endless wheat fields in the Central Plains and the already slightly cool autumn wind.

Thirty-six, the autumn night is cool, and the bright moon shines on the river. The past is blowing in the wind, so why think about it?

Thirty-seven, like a dream, can't catch the shadow of reality, but is unwilling to return to the original point. The autumn wind is cool, who has stayed up all night, the rustling outside the window, who is telling the truth, and the story of drinking can be taken as a joke by others, but I don't know that it is my real self, a pot of soju, a story, an accidental existence, and some things, but I have learned to hide it deeply.

38. When bloom is warm in spring, when the summer night is like ink, when the autumn wind is cool, and when the winter snow falls, all I see is my feelings for you.

39. People will meet many people in this life. They may be the best friends you should cherish in your life. Maybe they are just a vague back when you suddenly look back in the vast sea of lights, or a strange but warm smiling face when you are extremely tired. Maybe you passed by and met unexpectedly, but in any case, it is worth remembering and cherishing that memory on a cool autumn afternoon.

Forty, Yan Nanfei, Yan Nanfei, when will you come back? When I go at this time and come back in spring, my heart will be free. Nanfeiyan, Nanfeiyan, have you ever turned back? ? When spring comes back, my heart is empty. Who do I know? My heart is cold, I miss your heart; Autumn leaves, a love that consumes everything, are cool in late autumn, can you still look back on your dreams? Autumn wind is rustling, autumn is getting stronger, autumn rain is continuous, autumn heart is unchanged, and you are old. Why is the bus late? Meditate from the bottom of my heart, don't come in autumn, autumn comes early.

Beautiful sentences about autumn wind

1. In the early morning, the autumn wind is rustling and the autumn rain is falling, rendering the charm of autumn to the extreme. Su Shi has a poem: The lotus is gone, and there are Ao Shuang branches.

2. The autumn wind is flying with fallen leaves all over the sky, like a lover who is reluctant to leave. It has been in this season for a long time, but the heart has also made it messy.

3, bleak autumn wind, blowing yellow leaves, blowing white flocs, but also blowing thin branches, in this chilly autumn wind, vaguely heard the departure bell, mixed with the horn of the new journey, but can not send away our beautiful memories.

The night sky in autumn seems to be particularly cold, with only dim moonlight and scattered stars. The autumn wind at night is very cold, which brings us closer to each other.

5. Autumn wind is different from spring breeze, gentle and delicate, giving people all kinds of sticky feelings; The wind in early autumn is refreshing and a little soft, and it always makes people relaxed and happy under its caress.

6. With the slightly cool autumn wind, soft semi-green and semi-yellow leaves are still hanging on the treetops, swaying and falling gently, just like a group of dancing green elves.

7. Autumn wind, with its usual softness, sweeps the hair tips, glides across the skin, sweeps the earth, blows to the ocean, crosses the hills, banishes the summer uneasiness without a trace, lifts the curtain of the soul, and the comfort of 25℃ replaces the once unbearable enthusiasm.

I can't see the direction of the autumn wind, but I still like the overwhelming feeling of gentle attack. I am deeply addicted and submerged, but my heart is full of joy, carefree, light and beautiful, just like flying on the branches of the season, with a smile on my eyebrows.

9. With the strong seasonal signal, every leaf, flower and grass is announcing the coming of autumn, and the earth is wearing new clothes.

10, autumn wind is blowing, and golden wild chrysanthemums are dotted in the grass, which is really eye-catching. The little ones are like elves, flashing all kinds of expressions, or nodding, or naughty blinking, or dancing in the city, or telling leisurely.

1 1. In the fierce autumn wind, the desolate scene of falling leaves is like the spray of a waterfall. Watching them resolutely get rid of the beauty of life, there is no sadness, just proud of them, proud of their indomitable choice to sleep, proud of their courage after death.

12, autumn wind, across a beautiful arc, it is a lonely and lengthy trajectory. This frivolous existence is inextricably intertwined, and if it turns out, it will precipitate the warmth after warmth.

13, autumn wind is like a song. On the shoal of that bay, the autumn water is quiet and rich, the blue waves are rippling, and a pure beauty is rippling in my heart. Against the background of blue sky and white clouds, clear water and flowing water moistened my heart and intoxicated my feelings.

14, the autumn wind is like a song, and the continuous autumn rain has wet my acacia. Slightly cool raindrops are as slender as silk in the autumn wind, and the length of raindrops is like a sentimental woman, sprinkling lingering affection from time to time.

15, the autumn wind is like a song, and the yellow flowers in that place release the brilliance and charm of the mountain. When clusters of wild chrysanthemums bloom in Shan Ye, the whole earth will be painted bright yellow.

16, the autumn wind is like a song, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the early autumn is here. The heat during the day and the coolness at night form the most striking contrast. Look at how bright and bright the morning glow is, inspiring people's expectations, awakening birds' singing and making the earth full of vitality and prosperity.

17, autumn wind, if a key, gently, gently, while you are not paying attention, opens the door of autumn, and autumn winds come from all directions, wave after wave, and the skin feels slightly itchy and cool, and suddenly smiles.

18, autumn wind, crisp and swaying wind chimes and gently blowing gauze curtains all show the attitude of the wind. If a song is light and euphemistic, it sings the ancient meaning in the distance, and if a poem is full of twists and turns, it is full of affection.

19, the autumn wind is like silk, slightly swaying, slightly touching, it gives birth to a lot of customs, and every madness will pass. Swaying all the way, not obvious, not sweet or greasy.

20. Autumn wind is like a chivalrous woman who is soft outside and firm inside. She came warmly, flying across the plains, mountains and rivers, and distributed the joy of harvest to every worker's heart. Warm, but let you hold her cold bones in your hand.

2 1, the red leaves are full of forests, like fire, and from a distance, in the bleak autumn wind, they dance like a red skirt in the wind and rain; The leaves blown by the autumn wind gradually turn golden, like soldiers in golden armor.

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Autumn wind prose (1) Autumn wind begins in my hometown.

I like the taste and artistic conception of autumn best. Autumn is the harvest season, and its beauty is mature. It is not shy and romantic in spring, frank and unrestrained in summer, and restrained and implicit in winter. It is rational.

Autumn slipped away at a foggy dawn and disappeared in a hot afternoon. In the vast north, in autumn, the most obvious is the change of color. As if overnight, the green of the mountain turned into golden eyes. Golden leaves and golden fruits play golden music on golden land.

It all started with a fallen leaf. One morning, I got up for morning exercise as usual, and suddenly I found myself stepping on a leaf, maybe a plane tree leaf, maybe a locust tree leaf, maybe a poplar leaf. The leaves are golden yellow, lying quietly on the ground. Subconsciously think of the meaning of knowing that the world is autumn when a leaf falls. You suddenly wake up, and autumn is coming. At this time, if you walk along any path, you will smell the faint fennel smell in the sky and the fragrance of Jin Ju.

On the hillside in the suburbs, the arrival of autumn is almost staggering. After a continuous drizzle, the temperature suddenly dropped 10 degrees. On the first day, the flowers all over the mountains withered, the birds hovering on the top of the mountain disappeared, and the beasts in the trees and shrubs hid in the depths of the cave. This undisguised killing and desolation reminds you that autumn is coming.

The haggard and melancholy of the wilderness will make a literati feel a lot. When the pale yellow sun shines on the wall, when the piano room downstairs rings a deep and sad melody, when the rotten leaves fall on the sidewalk under the poplar trees, the cold eyes will store all this in their memories. Only geese refused to give in. They have an insight into the ruthlessness of the seasons, and they will travel to Wan Li to find spring.

Autumn didn't dominate all of a sudden. Just when the temperature drops by more than ten degrees, you quickly add clothes, thinking that winter is coming and the temperature will slowly rise again. The sunshine looks warm and pleasant, and the earth is peaceful. However, such weather is mostly unreliable. There are only a few warm days, and the gray days are coming again, and the wind is blowing hard. Then, it was another night of sporadic drizzle, the dense shrubs began to turn yellow, and the sparse grass green on the hillside and in the wilderness completely disappeared without a trace.

In autumn villages, cooking smoke is different from other seasons. Smoke from the kitchen chimney hovers behind the house, floats beside the bird's nest in the treetops, paces in the corner of the alley, and finally condenses into a hazy mist.

In autumn, farmers are everywhere in the fields, and carts of mature crops are marching on winding country roads. Occasionally, there will be a few cheerful songs, which are the heartfelt joy of farmers. There are swans flying in the sky, geese flying southward in herringbone, and flocks of wild ducks in the lake. They are like a dark cloud, which makes autumn look more gloomy.

Mature crops disappeared in the village in a few days, and grain was put into the granary of farmers, including golden beans, golden corn and various miscellaneous grains. Farmers grow wheat and then wait for a long and leisurely winter.

When the sad literati lamented the ruthlessness of the season, the farmers who were harvesting the crops in the wilderness were singing the happiest song of the year. Hard work and sweat have borne fruitful fruits, and efforts have been doubly rewarded, and the hope of one year has become a heavy reality. How can a happy face not be full of happy heart and joy!

No season is more colorful than autumn. Autumn is like a talented painter. With a wave of his longitudinal arm, the colors on the earth are depicted like a huge oil painting. Pines and cypresses are still green, but they add gold to the mountains and rivers, adding gorgeous red. Not to mention the fruits covered with branches, the enchanting and fragrant chrysanthemums, and the sorghum that stands proudly on the earth. No season is so colorful, fruity, auspicious, warm and quiet as autumn.

The beauty of autumn lies in its charming clarity, cleanliness, brightness, openness and uniqueness, and the air is filled with the fragrance of fruits. There is also a lake in autumn, which has a special feeling. In summer, Wang Yang has already sunk to the bottom of the lake, which is deep and clear, with no waves and lofty artistic conception.

The most intoxicating thing is the sunflower with golden lace. Round face, full of fruits, competing to show themselves to the sun, that kind of unreserved broad mind, people respect.

Autumn in the north is very different from autumn in the south. Autumn in the north is colorful, full, rich, dry and cold, and the biting autumn wind leaves trees with yellow leaves, leaving only tough branches. Flowers and plants are hidden in the depths of the earth, and the soft yellow land is exposed to the sun. The characteristics of autumn season in South China are not obvious. Autumn leaves are still green, there are no fiery maple leaves, and there is no noble golden yellow. Evergreens are everywhere. The only difference is about people's mood.

I like Rainbow Bo's poem Sunset and Lonely Qi Fei best. The autumn sky is the same as the autumn water. Sunset falls from the sky, lonely from bottom to top, competing with Qi Fei. Autumn waters are sky blue, sky blue reflects water, and water and sky are the same. Wang Bo wrote the artistic conception of a vast autumn to the extreme. Du Fu's long wind blew white thatch, and wild fire withered mulberry trees. He wrote about Yuan Ye in late autumn. The wind blew the thatch on the leaves, and the wild fire burned the withered mulberry trees. However, his artistic conception is too desolate, far less heroic than Li Bai's. Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind, so I look at each other in this village and drink my wine.

This kind of feeling is not available to people living in cities. There is only cold and hot in the city. Where is the color change? The sky is the same, the buildings are always the same, and the roads are always the same. Brilliant seasons and colorful colors belong only to the wilderness outside the city, to the creatures on the yellow land and to the beautiful hometown.

Autumn wind prose (2) is autumn wind again.

Do you remember?

In the hot summer in memory, we were relieved when we walked out of the examination room. Cheering, jumping and running, we are allowed to have that brief relaxation and comfort, and release the pressure we have accumulated for a long time. No matter what the result is, if you drink today, you will be drunk today. You must enjoy yourself at this time.

The maple tree opened earlier than before that year, and I don't know if it was implying something. Unconsciously, the day of parting entered the countdown.

The wind is no longer gentle, the rain is no longer pouring, and the cicada singing is gradually fading. The bleak autumn wind blows up the yellow leaves, whitens the flocs and thins the branches. In this chilly autumn wind, the parting bell came faintly, mixed with the horn of the new journey, but it could not send away our beautiful memories.

The wind blew away the dusty leaves. I can't help feeling at ease and still alive.

It's already cold, and I'm afraid to sit by the window. Autumn wind makes the scenery outside the window lose its original color. I couldn't bear to see Ye's persistence, but when I looked back, I saw you coming straight to me and sitting next to me. After a moment of silence, I think of your long hair, shallow dimples and clear eyes.

When I first met you, it was like an old friend came back.

These new ballads are a little out of tune. You snicker. I once punched in front of you, and you pretended to be beaten tacitly. The antics attracted the attention of many pedestrians. In the laughing chase, there is always a string of innocent cheers behind him, floating in the streets with the afterglow of the sunset.

Vaguely singing, as if it were the tune we hummed.

The night sky in autumn seems particularly cold, with only dim moonlight and scattered stars. I don't know where I heard that there will be a meteor crossing tonight, so I stubbornly sat on the roof and waited, just to make a childhood wish and let us play all the way to the end. The autumn wind at night is very cool, which brings us closer.

The meteor didn't light up the night sky, but we agreed to have dinner and play together until we were old.

I often walk on the rustling leaves, telling all kinds of things around me and listening to each other's dreams and stories. I've been thinking, why is there so much to say? Ten years seems to say everything I want to say. Do you remember to say goodbye only at the moment of parting?

Time has passed, and whenever we think of those years, our laughter still floats in front of us. I can't help counting it again every night when the autumn wind starts.

Autumn wind again.

Autumn prose (3) Autumn wind and autumn leaves

The warm autumn wind rustles and sings gracefully, and I don't feel sad at all. It's a little cooler, and it itches a little on my face. With the smell of earth, but also mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers, floating in.

The wind in Qiu Lai caresses you gently, soft and gentle. The wind in Qiu Lai, quietly visiting you, is a little reluctant, but still so nostalgic.

Autumn wind sometimes brings a little light rain, misty, like a very thin layer of fog yarn, spinning around, natural landscape painting, which does not need to be decorated at all, is the most enjoyable.

Autumn wind will bring vapour band at dawn, the river will be sparkling, and the fog will spread upward and everywhere like a steamer. Like the smoke in the kitchen, it is faint and has no smell of smoke, which makes people feel particularly cool.

The autumn wind entered the afternoon, and it was a little hot, but I still felt very comfortable. It is this heat that ripens the fruit, and it is this heat that brings farmers the hope of a bumper harvest. Wind and heat are not close, people have spirit, go door to door, get together, chat and pull a family. Kannika nimtragol will whisper, and her face will flush again and again. Maybe she is shy. What they are most looking forward to is the news of missing brought by autumn wind, which is handed over to her beloved Lang who works outside the home.

The autumn wind lingers all night, silent. You can enjoy the bright moon hanging high, the starry sky at night, and listen to the legendary love myth of Cowherd and Weaver Girl. At the most fragrant time, I can no longer see the little match girl curled up in the street. The fire of love keeps burning, and it warms the whole world.

Autumn leaves thank the breeze of autumn wind, and their faces are slightly sallow. They should dedicate all the nutrients to plants. Yeah, can we take a nap? It's really like this! Hang your head, roll paper, be lazy. Some have floated down, turned around and thought about it, and still leaned against the tree, which is a little safe. Even if you sacrifice, you should give the last bit of nutrition to the plants in need.

Autumn leaves have no tears, its face is not wet at all, and it knows the value of life.

Give a piece of green, and yellow is everywhere in autumn. Thinking about yourself all day is a bit selfish. Think of others wholeheartedly, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of fatigue, go where you need, and always be ready to sacrifice yourself. This is the quality of leaves.

When Ye Huang fell, the poet cried when he saw it. I raised my hands to praise him. Plants can hardly grow without green leaves. Without green leaves, we can only see desolation. The withering of yellow leaves is the end of life and the starting point of new life. Die of nature, die of greatness, die of Yu Guangrong, die of fairness. Like the blood of martyrs on the battlefield, defend the dignity of the motherland with justice and truth. Just like a teacher, even if the last candle is left, he still loves his students and gives all his love and knowledge.

Bathed in the autumn wind and staring at the autumn leaves, I am not sentimental at all. People don't need to be so vigorous and down-to-earth to live a wonderful life. There is heat and light. With the mind of autumn leaves, I don't ask for anything in return, just for dedication. Only in this way can we live comfortably, practically and wonderfully.

I would like to be an autumn leaf, stick to my career and inherit its greatest spirit.

Talk about the cool autumn wind.

1. Walking on the bleak road of autumn wind will always remind me of the time when you said you accompanied me on this road.

May the sunshine be just right, may the autumn wind not dry, and may I fly with you.

3. The leaves in the faint season are dancing in the autumn wind, so sad.

I think of his 16-year-old double eyelids, high nose, slender fingers, thin lips and bitter thoughts.

5. The solstice of summer hasn't arrived yet, the sky is very light, and the autumn wind in October rolls up a hundred flowers.

6, the phoenix tree leaves are old, and the autumn wind screams all night.

I warn you for the last time, please speak to me in the language of human civilization. I like to break the ice!

8, I will miss you, facing the autumn wind, let the autumn wind help me in the past, you can receive my thoughts.

9. Listen to the wailing, and the cry of abandoned children comes from the autumn wind. Which is the worst?

10, it's dark, the lights are on, the air is cold, and people are scattered.

1 1. Things like autumn wind can't be caught up, and the old love can't last, which adds a sadness to reading.

12, talking about hurting autumn, stepping on the shadow of the night, sobbing all the way with the autumn wind, stop and go.

13, the rustling autumn wind brought fragrant fruits and sent away the green leaves.

14, everything has an end, just like leaves, it will be blown down by the autumn wind one day.

15, Qiu Feng asked the fallen leaves why they shed tears. He knew that love never fades.

16, it's another autumn when the autumn wind blows on your face.

17, autumn wind rustling, moonlight falling, buried in an empty corner, but you don't understand me.

18, the autumn wind enters the court tree, and the lonely guest smells it first.

19, autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is surprised. It's awkward to meet on a blind date.

20. The autumn wind starts in Bai Yunfei, and the vegetation falls in the south.

2 1, autumn wind, yellow leaves, melancholy heart.

22. The autumn wind cools the leaves, and Huang Ping adds melancholy. I feel hot. Your idea of calming down is wrong. Yin and Yang look up at Wan Li's lovesickness. I can't believe that the moon didn't shine on your window.

23. The autumn wind has passed and the dead leaves have fallen.

24. The autumn wind blows the leaves, but I am awake in your dream.

25, autumn wind, autumn leaves; Maple leaves are floating in the wind.

26, chilly urge to change kapok fur, relying on the original work in the suburbs. Autumn wind likes other people's business best. First, it not only turns maple leaves red, but also turns people's hair white.

27. Look back at the wall immediately, and your mind is hidden. The moon shines in Xiaoxiang, and the evening breeze is cool.

28. You said that the night rain was cool and Qiu Chan sang, and then frost wrote autumn leaves and smoke locked the pond.

29. That year, I listened to the autumn wind chill in my hometown all night.

30. On that cold autumn night like a dream, your eyebrows are still the remote pool.

3 1, send you a thousand miles on a moonlit night-wait for the next year-the autumn wind will start.

32. The bright moon sends you thousands of miles, and the autumn wind rises in the New Year.

33. The grass will be thousands of miles away from the moonlit night, waiting for the autumn wind next year.

34. What dusk, grass, will send you a thousand miles tomorrow night, waiting for the autumn wind next year. ...

35. Old friends laugh more than trees in the atrium, and the autumn wind is sparse.

36. Walking alone in the cold crowd, stepping on the cold autumn rain, soaking in the cold autumn light, smelling the cold autumn wind, reading the cold autumn mood, and being silent in this cold autumn day.

37. When no one cares about you, only be kind to yourself can you resist the biting cold wind from the autumn wind.

38. Heavy snow can't erase the marks we left on each other. Today and tomorrow, the grass is thousands of miles away from the moonlight, and the autumn wind will start next year.

Don't wait for the dead branches in the autumn wind to hang on the ups and downs of life before saying I want to go home.

I wanted to smile at life, but I was helpless in the autumn wind.