There is a miss, called autumn cool add clothes

Walking on the road of "an autumn rain and a cold", a kind of indescribable mood, suddenly overflowing atrium. Looking back, some unforgettable people, some hard to let go of things, after all, is the lingering thought!

The colorful flowers in the park are still trying to bloom. And formerly lush trees, dense leaves have been some yellow. Some weak leaves began to drift in the wind. Can't help talking to oneself: This flutters the fallen leaves, is the pursuit of the wind, or the tree does not retain it?

In fact, the fall of the leaves is an unstoppable parting, just like our life, when I was a child with the love and care of parents and relatives, healthy growth. When we fully fledged, eventually to leave their parents' side, to fly freely. And this blood is thicker than water affection, but it is a lifetime of never abandon!

"The dew is white tonight, and the moon is my hometown." On this windy autumn night, a strange melancholy suddenly haunts me. Haoyue Dangkong affection long, deeply miss to send home. As if the hometown clear moon, but also I cast a kind, friendly smile, seems to be calling the distant wanderer, early return to hometown.

September is the home of poetry. At the moment, the hometown, it is ripe fruits, fragrance everywhere, picturesque beautiful scenery. The warm sunshine, soft but not ostentatious, shines on the crops all over the mountains and fields, so that they mature and grow madly; Shining on the villagers that harvest, happy face.

The autumn night is cold, and the moon is shining brightly. Looking up at the starry night sky, deeply miss the distant friends. Pick up a piece of yellow leaves, send to a friend far away from home, YieZhiqiu when the weather is getting cool, remote ask you in the home is OK? Time is like water telling the sorrow of parting, time is like a shuttle writing the parting... If you smile, I will warm; If you are well, I am sunny!

The vast sea of people, rarely meet. If you don't want to really give, just blindly take; If you don't take care of it, just ignore it. When one day, the heart is cold, hurt, how can you stop the footsteps of leaving? How can you recover the back of the far away? Like the autumn wind sweep leaves, silent, but nowhere to look for.

As the annoying autumn wind, how many leaves of mutual affinity, so that the yearning is still, the past as ever; The merciless autumn rain, blowing away how many God-given good luck, so that those can not come back to the time, for distant memories; The departure of the autumn, so that the lonely person eventually disappeared in the autumn of the sad, so that "choose a deep love, accompany a person to die", into a wordless outcome!

Autumn, is a season of missing. There is always a period of love, when we do not know, quietly to, but in a hurry to brush shoulders and died; There is always a person, gentle our fleeting moment, but leave a lifetime of regret; There is always a look back, amazing the moment of time, but the cold water tenderness; There is always a sigh, sounded in the sleepless night, but still tears.

"Blue sky, yellow flowers, west wind tight, north geese flying south." This situation this scene, how can not heart feeling? Yellow leaves heart laments, patches of leaves silent. Falling with the wind between heaven and earth, tears whirling looking forward to spring. Wild goose to wild goose return wild goose nostalgia, year after year liver and intestine broken. Flowers bloom with miss, leaves and green leaves yellow fleeting.

Missing, like the fall leaves, fall into war. North wild goose south fly, life and death boundless, nowhere desolate. A paper of letterhead, crooning and singing, after all, is a pen! How I hope those who accompany a journey, still in the lights dim; How I hope those warm and beautiful stories, those who have, can last forever ah!

Perhaps we, is in a time of gathering and parting, make a young heart, gradually grow up, gradually learn to face and bear, until slowly to mature. Just like the autumn leaves, involuntarily, but helpless. Only look forward to spring, again green full world, smile to tomorrow.

The autumn wind kisses the fallen leaves, but sprinkles the cold on the ground; Write full of beautiful sadness; Full of worried thoughts. Autumn gradually cool, read long...... May the road of life and I know all the friends, remember to add clothes cold days!