Prose describing autumn wind

the first

I walked through the mangroves.

As a fallen leaf falls

I heard your voice.

In a hurry, as if with expectation.

In the bustling Pengcheng

I am willing to travel at your pace.

I sat on the open grass.

The grass has turned yellow.

When my shawl's hair is messed up by the wind

I smell your breath.

Although you obliterate the green of spring.

Covered with summer sunshine

But I still like you close to me.

I wandered along the country road.

The rice there turned golden yellow.

When all the happiness climbed the farmer's locked face

I have a hunch that you will come.

In that endless field

Surging with golden waves

the second

You are a vagrant.

No matter where you are, you are your home.

I don't know where you come from.

Where are you going?

The wind is rippling by the river today.

Go your own way in the desert tomorrow.

You are the witness of youth.

Day after day, year after year

This used to be a fishing village.

It will be a treasure house in the future.

The towering tall buildings show the glory of today.

Although you won't stop in a hurry

Although the fragments of memory will gradually blur

But you don't have to sigh that time makes people old.

Because you will live forever.

You have witnessed the glorious years of Pengcheng.

You once awakened your dream of getting rich.

How many people want to stare at you deeply

How many people eulogize you affectionately?

But you are like a hero.

Continue sailing with a golden dream.

chapter three

It never occurred to you.

You blow rice in the field.

The grain is abundant.

Those vigorous lives will be full of passion for life.

Excavate a happy life.

It never occurred to you.

You blew the spring water in the south.

There is a reflection of blue sea and blue sky.

Only those curious tourists will uncover your mystery.

Cherish the beautiful fragments bit by bit.

It never occurred to you.

You woke Peng Cheng up.

Tall buildings have sprung up.

Only those smart people can contribute to the modernization drive.

Create a grand blueprint bit by bit.

It never occurred to you.

It is you who have warmed every corner of the motherland.

Only in this way can we have a harmonious home.

Only those enthusiastic members will open their hearts to friends from all over the world.

Open friendship to the world

Tell each other stories in their hearts.

Hold fast to tomorrow's sun