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| The summer heat gradually dissipates, quietly but is the autumn cold and cool; Passionate hibiscus was replaced by implicit and affectionate chrysanthemums. In the spring and summer, the green leaves gradually turn yellow, red and purple, and gradually become sparse, the fresh fruit in the branches of the show. Between a sudden, the season changed cold and warm, flowers changed the scene, everything is so perfect, so natural, only in the plain more a single fall charm. Autumn, is a poetic season, her beauty, beauty in a light, beauty in a clarity, beauty in an elegant, beauty in a mature. Autumn rain, cold serviced apartment hk, autumn wind, cool, autumn flowers, gorgeous, autumn fruit, rich. There are "red in February flowers" maple leaves, "guizi in the middle of the day, days fragrant cloud floating" osmanthus, there is "this flower full bloom without flowers, all the city with golden armour" autumn chrysanthemum... Even the withered flowers and grass, withered leaves and leaves can be regarded as a romantic color of heroism. They dance in the wind, embracing the earth with a light attitude and falling on the earth in an attempt to be open-minded and free from conflicts. Branches, soil or not, is a home - "red is not a heartless matter, turned into spring mud more care." Temporary silence, for a more gorgeous spring, but pregnant with infinite hope and vitality. It is a mature and free and easy without any decoration, but also a kind of arrogance and domineering attitude that does not care about worldly prosperity. Autumn is a hard and bright metal season. After experiencing the vitality of spring and the luxuriance of summer master of materials science hong kong, she will come to her own space with golden and heavy harvest, decorate her own dream and accept the review of winter. In this season, the pursuit of a touch of gold, encounter a warm, treasures a meeting, like a small order, winding and bright. I love such seasons, love autumn with all my piety and awe, but I feel a little lonely. It is not that I do not love the tenderness of spring, the warmth of summer, the coldness of winter, but that life should be serious, mature, and sacred, as autumn has given us -- yet who knows? Who knows? Who wants to see deeply? When autumn wind is bleak, the love of red dust hate, secular cold and warm, already see through gradually, wayward footstep, also no longer swim. Choose a corner to be quiet, all secular troubles are forgotten, in the season of falling leaves, quiet in the depth of time, alone to enjoy an only belong to their own inner ease, nature is a good choice. Occasionally fall a burst of autumn rain, thin cold attack a person, along with the wind, a mountain of autumn cold all blow my heart virtual office in hong kong. Picking a autumn leaf, singing a long love, listening to the bird song quietly, the whisper of autumn insects, the noisy days and worries into a glass of crystal wine, into the dream of autumn. Bathing in the rain, long before the flowers, the most beautiful moment. Regardless of the season how circulation, also do not care about flowers bloom and fall, put aside life melancholy and loss, forget yesterday, forget time. Standing proudly in the autumn wind, gently pick up one of the appendix, with the shadow along with time to swim, alone appreciate the taste of autumn, feeling the long autumn. Autumn, although there are autumn think, have autumn sorrow, even have autumn sad, but I think that should not be the nature of autumn. The essence of autumn should be harvest and dream. May my life be like autumn. I don't need many gorgeous spring flowers and many floating summer clouds. Even if, tomorrow, wake up, flowers fall, a place of disorder. When I come to the next life, I am willing to turn into a tree, with the spirit of a leaf, see all the autumn. With a lifetime of magnanimity and free and easy to deal with the prosperity and decay of a lifetime, watch their hearts, shed three autumn leaves, can open February flowers. |
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