Watching Autumn (Prose)

I can still smell the fragrance of flowers, the rumble of thunder and the torrential rain. Maybe it's still warm and cold in the north, but it's early summer in the south.

Summer in the south is unrestrained and festive, full of passion and enthusiasm, leaving clear memories, such as colorful ink paintings, which make up for the vacancy of life.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of the heat and the sun, so I don't like summer so much, although there are so many qualities worthy of praise in summer. Although I know the sound and the stars, these familiar and distant scenes often remind me of my beautiful childhood, but through the transparent glass window, I unconsciously looked out of the window, and the bright sunshine still made me feel frightened.

I'm thin and weak, and I can't stand the wind, rain and sun exposure. I'm suitable for being a petty bourgeoisie woman who knows life and mood in a comfortable environment, writing some superficial words, planting some green trees, raising some beautiful fish, smiling or sad.

I admit that I have always been like a flower in a greenhouse, delicate and charming, fragrant and fragrant, but I can't help but be devastated and ravaged by storms.

I really don't have too many demands and desires for life, but I just want to be quiet and less bored; Silence, no noise; Gentle, not tough woman, has a complete and plain love, a warm and harmonious family, a lover who never leaves, a lovely and lively child, and a few friends who are caring and attentive.

Being trapped in the world, you can still be quiet and calm, filter out all the vicissitudes of life in the fleeting time, and don't compete with the flowers, just like a orchid in a deep valley, just quietly blooming in your own world, vaguely smelling the flowers, so that's good.

From small to large, it was almost smooth sailing, smooth and steady. Without suffering too much, shedding too many tears, and caring too much, it has already entered the threshold of its 3 th year.

In these decades, in the first fifteen years, I grew up healthily in an environment that was not rich but warm enough under the protection of my parents. In the first nine years of the last fifteen years, I spent nine years in a relaxed and free working environment, feeling that the world was cold and human feelings were warm and cold, and I was also happy, happy, sad, painful and excited.

I'm afraid I can't get used to the publicity and arrogance in summer. Stay in an air-conditioned room and adjust the temperature to 27℃ for refrigeration. This temperature is just right, neither cold nor hot, mild and comfortable.

brew a pot of the best Tieguanyin, which is very thick. It tastes slightly bitter and slightly sweet. It is my favorite taste, just like life, with bitterness in sweetness.

sipping tea, thinking about the past, quietly recalling what I have done and what I have gained and lost in these years, I am amazed at my peace, and my heart can be as calm as a lake.

Counting these decades, I have many feelings and feelings in my heart: I am also happy, and I have been helped and cared by many people. Without the help of my relatives and friends, I am afraid I can't go so smoothly along the way; Fortunately, after years of confusion, I have a small family that I have painstakingly managed and a smart child. Also happy, parents are alive, family members are safe, and friends are sincere; I am also proud. I have a stable and relaxed job, but I can cope with life with a small salary. I am also happy. I can do what I like and love the people I love ... < P > Many of them are ordinary and plain, but they are indispensable in my life. Only with these can I have a complete life, a wonderful life and a rich life.

In the heat of summer, the impetuous heart gradually calmed down. When it calmed down, these words came into being. Writing the next paragraph carefully is also a record of a mental journey, and it seems that there is not much desire and seeking. Just sitting quietly in the shade, looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, I yearn for, look forward to and watch the arrival of autumn as scheduled or quietly, giving my mind a window to release.

In my mind, autumn is like a demure and dignified young woman, with mature charm, elegance, intellectuality and enchanting charm. All her quietness comes from this mature season, when the heavy ears of wheat are fragrant in Wan Li, the golden rice waves fluctuate with the wind, and the farmers are sweating but full of happiness. Labor is the most glorious and harvest is the most joyful.

Autumn, which bears many people's beautiful dreams, is rich, complete and full of hope and joy. It is an exciting and inexplicable season. From midsummer to early autumn, you can wash off the dust, get rid of the sweat, fade away, feel the coolness, see the colorful leaves, and let the loneliness after prosperity decorate your pure heart and enjoy the coldness brought by a little bleak.

I like autumn, not only because it is a harvest season, full of people's hopes and joys, but also because of her relaxed personality and subtle and beautiful mind.

Autumn is undoubtedly beautiful and pitiful to everyone. Although it is not as flowery as spring, as passionate as summer and as snowy as winter, it is fragrant with fruits and pleasant climate, which has charming people's mood and broadened people's horizons.

I like autumn, choose an ordinary day, walk in the streets with three or two friends, eat those steaming spicy kebabs together, one mouthful is fresh, it's really too spicy, spit out my tongue wittily, and drink the cold green tea in one gulp. It's the most wonderful experience of life.

I also like to let the stone drive in the autumn afternoon, carrying my little girl and me, approaching nature, walking in the park, stepping on fallen leaves, reaching out and getting in touch with the wind, which is slightly cold.

Wandering among the lakes and mountains, watching the waves, I picked up a small stone and threw it into the middle of the lake. Seeing the ripples on the lake, it seems that I have been elated and happy. This kind of time is always intoxicating, not much, just a few days of quiet, but enough to make people remember the season.

I like autumn, and the weather is neither too cold nor too hot. The whole person is full of energy, and I can't say how relaxed and happy I am. Autumn is really a sobering and flashy season, with a quiet mood. Without the desire to pursue prosperity, the urgency of chasing after me, and the madness of intrigue, as long as you stand in the night wind, you will be able to touch the most authentic and tranquil life.

After sipping a cup of tea, my smile ripples on my lips. I chuckle and laugh at my own delusion. This time, this year, this day is just the beginning of summer, and my heart is anxious for no reason. I long for Miss Qiu to come with a gentle and elegant attitude, with wind, rain, harvest joy and people's hope.

My heart is full of beautiful feelings. Standing on the side of early summer, I quietly watch the arrival of autumn.