Beautiful sentences of sad autumn

1, the cycle of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, countless lives accepted this ruthless arrangement, came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Maybe they can't stand the emotional ties, they have been attached and helpless, but what they should go is doomed to go, and what they miss is forever!

The beauty of autumn makes people feel gloomy. The silence of maple leaves, the sadness of falling flowers, the infatuation of autumn leaves, the desolation of phoenix trees, the romance of autumn waters, the continuous mountains and the sadness of architecture all make people sigh. It turns out that the beauty of sadness is so thrilling.

3. The dust of the years mixed with frost will also wither hope. Just like the arrival of late autumn, the cold wind sweeps away the leaves, and the prosperity is instantly lonely.

The morning dew falls, and the sound of logging jingles in the valley. Put down the sickle that has been full of fragrant rice, and hold up the fat fruits and vegetables between the bamboo fences with baskets. Live in a farmhouse in autumn.

It's very cold this autumn. This autumn night is full of mangroves and silence. I can hear the cold blowing in the clear corner, empty and empty. At the end, it is the enemy of autumn, and the wind and rain are sad. Might as well miss it.

6. The fallen leaves hurried by. But I can't imagine what is behind the last threshold at the end of my life. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.

7. It rained twice, and it seems that autumn came earlier, with a cool breeze and full of autumn. It seems that everything has become silent, more sober than spring, clearer than summer and more inclusive than winter.

8. I like autumn. I am fascinated by everything in autumn, autumn leaves and autumn rain. All this is so sad in my eyes. Yellow leaves are everywhere, and it's withered season again.

9. There are many overlapping places in Qiu Guang. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no abnormal green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere!

10, another autumn with falling leaves. Incomplete memories, like nightingales, shuttle through the dark and lonely night and indulge their sadness in old tears. Dead leaves are yellower, and the wind blows down the sad "butterflies" tirelessly, and they take away one after another.

1 1. Walking on the streets in autumn, I feel a little melancholy and melancholy. Looking up at the sky, the setting sun is like blood, looking down at the ground, full of rehmannia leaves, autumn is really a sad season.

12, autumn is lonely, lonely. Autumn leaves are lonely, autumn winds are lonely, and autumn rains bring us desolation. Just like a person's state of mind, chasing dreams is always accompanied by loneliness, not leaves.

13, savor the autumn rain, let's walk into the streets of autumn together! On both sides of the street, the originally leafy trees seem to have lost their proper colors. There is a faint silvery white in the sky, and the continuous autumn rain is as fine as a dime a dozen. Continuous autumn rain falls slowly and flows into the earth; Flowing into rivers; Flowing into the Yangtze River; Flowed into people's hearts.

14, autumn is a cycle. Since the autumn wind, life has fallen asleep, and the years will eventually touch all the prosperity and decadence.

15, autumn chrysanthemum shows its unique personality in autumn. It makes autumn colors vivid in its own unique way. With the soul of a moth to the fire, it blooms alone with a proud attitude, preferring to stay in the branches, still holding the lonely fragrance, quietly falling and dying, and unwilling to succumb to the arrogance of the autumn wind.

16, autumn is coming, and the weather is getting cold. I stood under that tree, watching the fallen leaves. My heart has always been your shadow. We used to be happy, we used to be sad. Now, I don't know how many spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed and I miss you more and more.

Autumn is happy. Children can play games and football on the grass. If you want to come out to play, adults will agree, because it's not that hot. In parks, campuses, and playgrounds, laughter and the feeling of autumn are everywhere.

18, sad autumn also makes people harvest a love, a moving day and a moving year, only your own beautiful mood and beautiful love; Harvest a precious past, a lonely heart, a poetic life in a dream.

19, I looked up at the sky, the beauty of the sunset set off my infinite disappointment, and an impulse to cry occupied my whole body and mind.

20. Unconsciously, the cicada's voice faded gradually, and a yellow leaf slipped quietly on the shoulder, suddenly discovering that summer had quietly left.

2 1. Sunset caresses this sad season with her gentle hands, giving the whole earth a ray of hope-vitality. And she is surrounded by a bloodshot sunset, changing all the time, getting more and more prosperous in a hurry, and finally dyeing half the sky red.

22. How much prosperity becomes a dream, how much sadness is scattered all over the place, those moments of pushing a cup for a change, those moments of reunion, those times of talking cross-legged, those tears of love and hate, those helplessness of gathering and parting, those uncertain years, those unforgettable thoughts and those disturbing right and wrong will eventually become memories.

23. The leaves in early autumn are only slightly yellow, but they have already begun to indicate that they will fall, which also indicates that the story is a little sad. The sound of trees in autumn, the sound of trees, and the cool mountains and mountains are all buried with a little sadness, a little sadness, a little tranquility and a little fantasy.

24. Rain is aura. Different time and space will always change different faces, and sometimes we have to play the art of separation. At the same time, you can enjoy its rain and dew in different places, and no matter whether others like it or not, you always come and go whenever you want. This is rain.

25. Autumn is beautiful. Autumn wind blows gently, the treetops are golden, and occasionally a few leaves fall, like dancers in the wind, beautiful and moving. The autumn sky is blue, and occasionally swallows pass by, like beautiful notes, in the air. The mountains are red in autumn. Look at the maple leaves all over the mountain. They are as red as fire and dyed all over the hillside.

26. That autumn, the fallen leaves were branded with sadness; In the breeze, it drifted into sadness; In the autumn rain, a clear tear fell.

27. In this late autumn, I saw the diversity of autumn: I saw the harvest of autumn, the helplessness of autumn, the confusion of autumn, and more of the sadness of autumn.

28. It is raining again. I remember when it rained last year, I asked you if I wanted to write you an article. You smiled and said, well, I really hope to see myself appear in Yan Yan's article and then, no, there is no later, only once and now.

29. Sadness always falls with the autumn leaves, and once promises and vows have become somewhat bleak.

30, that voice, that song, that melody, and the silence of the night and the faint sound of pines. Is it loneliness, depression, sadness, worry, or nostalgia ... I don't know, what can I comfort by letting a few chilly winds pass over my cheeks, palms and body?

3 1. How many hearts are as elegant and open as autumn chrysanthemum? Whether Qiu Lai goes in autumn or not, they all show their unique colors, live high's unique splendor, write their own loneliness and sadness, conceive a hopeless future and pursue ethereal ideals.

32. Some people say that autumn is the harvest season, so this autumn, I have gained helplessness and loneliness.

33. The swaying crowd drifted silently, and the shoes knocked out a thin sound, ethereal and light. Perhaps, it is more cordial to talk about a love with the earth. At any moment, it is listening to the answer in your heart.

34. The autumn wind is coming, with a biting chill. Yellow leaves rustle in the cold wind. The four seasons are particularly distinct at this time. Like an uncontrollable emotion, I finally found a breakthrough, and I will never stop.

35. In autumn, people are also blown by the autumn wind, and they are infected with a sad mood. No one laughs like summer, but let the autumn wind touch their cheeks again and again.

36. Autumn is lonely, a season of forgetting troubles, a season of sublimity, a season of reposing worries, a season of romance, a season of fruitful fragrance, a season of bleak, a trace of melancholy and a touch of sadness in my heart.

37. Why didn't the sunset on the ancient road have a penumbra? Why has it lost its former joy? The sound of the flute and piano has been sad for a long time. Who is waiting for the south flight? Goose has been entrusting letters for more than half a year, but there is no reply. How can a beautiful woman leave me alone? It's frost, chrysanthemum, maple leaf, seasonal change, color, sunset, afterglow, memory, parting, and now it's a paper clip, a regular script, a pen and ink, written deeply. I wish to remember this sad season.

38. Because autumn has arrived, there is a faint sadness in my heart. Maybe all this is just my association, a personal feeling related to myself and connected with my heart.

39. In that autumn, my heart swayed with the bleak autumn wind, withered and buried like a fallen leaf, and everything disappeared in that foggy autumn.

40, everywhere is full of vitality, not to mention, I will see the withered beauty, I can hear the sound of petioles leaving the branches, crashing and tragic.

4 1, it's autumn again before you know it. Looking back, how time flies! The afternoon sun is no longer fierce, the autumn wind is bleak, and the autumn rain is continuous. I remember when I was in Shuicheng, I walked on a quiet road, and the tall Fatong on both sides was silent. It happened that a leaf fell at my feet, and I sadly completed my wandering journey with a yellow face and crawling posture.

42. I'm hurt, I'm disappointed, I'm obsessed, I'm crazy, every beating note is still in front of me, and every melodious melody is still in my ear. I'm glad I have it all; I'm sorry, I lost it all again.

43. The emotion is softened, bearing my boundless dream. My mind seems to have a pair of angel wings, flying farther and farther. It is fleeting, and it has gone through the ups and downs of the years, bouncing off the boundless waves in my heart and arousing waves of waves.

44. I like the feeling of autumn leaves falling. Autumn wind blows, and leaves, large and small, leave the branches and float leisurely in the sky, just like I don't know where I will fall now, so I drift with the wind with the years.

45. In autumn, the bleak mountain is just to welcome the autumn. Bare trees, withered leaves, leaving birds, what a bleak way to meet.

46. Sleepless in the autumn night, walking alone in the forest, listening to the chirp of Qiu Chan, is it the desolation of autumn?

47. Flowers bloom and fall, and the origin is destroyed; The clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable. Listening to a beautiful and quiet melody, my heart turned over and sighed. Play a passionate song, and worry about it like a flower. Stepping on the rhythm of ancient rhyme, dancing with pen and ink all the way, swaying gently all night, swaying like a flower. When I am lonely, I look at the fallen flowers and sigh: for whom, for whom?

48. I always thought I would bury everything with a wave of my hand. I love the wind and become sad. I don't want to think about it, but I never forget it. Leaves fly away not because of the pursuit of the wind, but because the trees don't stay!

49. The weather is colder in late autumn, and the leaves are yellow and fall on the ground like a yellow carpet, but the camphor tree can't bear to wither, and it is quite independent in the cold autumn.

50. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Heaps of dark gray clouds, (next88) low pressure on the earth. It is already late autumn. The endless trees in the forest are all bare, and the old tree stands gloomily, with brown moss covering its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn peeled them off.

5 1, the silent falling flowers are sad, like purple yarn, like purple illusion, like purple vine, like purple poem, more like purple dream, which makes people feel this tenderness.

52. The autumn wind is blowing, so cold, and my heart is cold. Autumn is the harvest season. I lost the fruit of love. Autumn is also a sad season, a person walking on a familiar road, watching the leaves floating in the wind. I asked in my mind, "Ye Zi, are you lonely?" In the end, is it the tree's persistence or the wind's most demanding!

53. There is always inexplicable sadness and boundless sadness in autumn, which continues to distant land. Autumn, withered season, there will always be some inexplicable sadness in my heart, I don't know why?

54. Autumn is a beautiful season; Autumn is the season when melons and fruits are fragrant and harvest joy; Autumn is a season full of childlike interest; Children can catch crickets and pick fruits, fly kites in golden fields and pick up fallen leaves in the Woods. When the collected leaves are put together into patterns, they will be the most beautiful pictures in the world.

55. Autumn, always a blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoons are accompanied by dense clouds and heavy rains, and floods are tyrannical. After a while, it was sunny and windy, and the autumn wind blew. Looking up at the sky, there will be a touch of sadness in my heart. Autumn is like this, using autumn wind to draw out inner sadness.

I just want to send away this autumn that belongs to me. Let it take away all the memories I left in this season.

57. The world of mortals is unparalleled. In the life track you have been to, I cast my life feelings with Fangfang's title page. Every time I read it, I can't help but get lost in the ocean of missing. So many days and nights, I humbly bent down to measure the distance between you and me.

58. Looking back suddenly, autumn has quietly gone away, and I am the only one tasting the desolation of this season. But always miss the sadness of fallen leaves; Missed the tragic sunset of the long river; I also missed the sadness of the ancient road and the sunset.

59. Because of the arrival of autumn, there is a kind of sadness in my heart, lingering and dusty memories are always clearly opened.

60, the autumn wind, the leaves return to the roots; Still water flows eastward, and jathyapple is alone. Autumn gives people a feeling of desolation and loneliness. Some people will grieve for spring and autumn in this season, and will lament the impermanence of life in this season.

6 1, the geese who have left their homes fly together. After the beautiful posture is silent, clouds are piled up in the air, and the blue sky is still blue and Wan Li, floating in the blend of dreams and illusions. The days on the clouds step on the alternation of spring flowers and autumn fruits, and bloom from the lips in the fleeting time.

62, a person's autumn, so lonely; A person's autumn, so sad; One's autumn is so long.

63. Autumn is a season of nostalgia. Many stories and people are inadvertently linked, and they whisper about each other's thoughts. It always seems that in such a cool autumn, I suddenly look back and find that the road I have traveled is so desolate. The romantic past is unbearable, and the years of hard work are vivid.

64. Facing the dusk of late autumn, sing a romantic poem lightly, with the fragrance of the land and the warmth of boundless beauty, dance lightly for a period of sadness and joy, perform a long autumn mourning, prolong a period of helpless and regrettable happiness, and gently pull a curtain of graceful and lonely dreams.

65. An autumn rain kicked off the autumn. With the autumn rain, the weather has also changed. It's cold, but it wakes people up, like a sedative, and calms the restless heart. For me, this season does not belong to warmth or laughter, but to loneliness and indifference.

66. In the days of sitting idle, I often want to hide myself in my heart for no reason, like a pool of quiet blue waves. I don't want to fold for the wind. I just want to wait until autumn turns yellow and grow old with the fallen leaves. Then I will quietly harvest myself and put it in the corner or take it back to my hometown for burial.

67. I like the feeling of the autumn wind blowing head-on: the autumn wind brings coolness and drives away the summer heat; Autumn wind brings leaves and bleak season.

68. The autumn rain makes the leaves tremble. The trees that once brought us harvest have left lonely branches under the destruction of wind and rain.

69. Fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

70. Qiu, I left long ago. When the first snow comes, life in autumn is over, because it has never been so short. She left, taking nothing with her, leaving nothing behind.

7 1, if you are sad, then it is an autumn curled up in the corner, which makes people mourn; If you are sad, the leaves are everywhere, the autumn wind is everywhere, the wind is rustling, and the atmosphere of parting is brewing everywhere, but the road is full of tears, then autumn will be a parting autumn.

72. The autumn wind is rustling, the leaves are messy, there are bleak patches everywhere, and my heart is also sad. Suddenly found that autumn is a sad season.

73. In autumn, fallen leaves swept the ground with the wind, leaving nothing but dust, but taking nothing away. With your last strength, dance out the glory of life and sing the swan song of life. Only a few sparse leaves are left hanging on the bare branches.

74. A leaf fell at my feet and sadly completed my wandering journey with an unfinished yellow face and a prone posture.

75. That autumn was also autumn wind and yellow leaves. The leaves whirled around the tree with the wind, with a little helplessness, silence and disappointment, singing farewell songs in a low voice and saying goodbye to the tree she once loved.

76. Autumn is ripe. Look at the golden rice, flaming sorghum and full corn; There are also newly listed fruits: oranges in Huang Chengcheng, red apples and snow-white pears, all quietly telling you that autumn is the harvest season.

77. Is autumn really synonymous with sadness? I have never believed it, because autumn has never been sad in my heart, but it is a little cold, so I have always been attached to autumn, its beautiful butterfly rain, its delicate autumn rain and its little loneliness.

78. It is another season of falling leaves, and the leaves falling in the autumn wind are always full of sadness. Really when the leaves turn yellow and wither, they will fall down. Do those scattered sorrows look so pale?

79. When the leaves are alone: it not only quits the twigs, but also quits the summer heat, which is a kind of passion; Giving up life is a passion. Very lonely ... nothing to snuggle up to, nothing to hide ... a heart floating in the wind, and finally silently extinct.

80. Reed flowers come one after another, dancing in the years like fragments of memories, more like beating notes, playing the prosperity of missing, the sadness of missing, the tears of missing, more like an ivy vine wrapped around my heart, tightly coiled, lingering and indelible.