Talk about the circle of friends who have fallen leaves in autumn.

1, at the beginning of autumn wind, leaves fall back to their roots; Still water flows eastward, and jathyapple is alone. Autumn gives people a feeling of sadness and loneliness. Some people will grieve for spring and autumn in this season, and will lament the impermanence of life in this season.

2. That autumn, my heart fluttered with the bleak autumn wind, my heart withered and buried like a fallen leaf, and everything disappeared in that misty and rainy clear autumn.

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.

4. If you are sad, 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.

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

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.

7. In the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming a child who came back from a hug. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.

When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.

9. Walking on the streets in autumn adds a bit of melancholy and melancholy to my heart. 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.

10, fallen leaves rush 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.