Some sad talk about the sadness of autumn, and my heart flutters with the bleak autumn wind.

1. Just under the cover of the sunset, the autumn wind blows the leaves, as if pouring out endless grief in my heart. When the yellow leaves fall, they hover and linger like dancing butterflies.

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

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

The autumn wind is rustling, the leaves are messy and bleak, and my heart is filled with sadness. Suddenly found that autumn is a sad season.

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 autumn.

6. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves return 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.

7. I like autumn. 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.

8. The weather is colder in late autumn, and the leaves are yellow, which falls 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.

9. 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.

10. Autumn is lonely, the season of forgetting troubles, the season of placing worries, the season of romance, the season when this heavy fruit is fragrant everywhere, and the bleak autumn. There is always a trace of melancholy and sadness in my heart.

1 1. 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.

12. Why is autumn sad? It's because the tree hurts the leaves all over the tree. Otherwise, autumn will not be sad, because the fall of leaves shows the sadness of trees. My heart is also the heart of leaves. I have been very sad this autumn, but I will become strong because I yearn for happiness.

14. It rained intermittently, sometimes drizzled, and sometimes it rained cats and dogs, splashing small drops of water and wetting the trouser legs of passers-by. I lie prone in front of the window, shrinking, whispering about an autumn rain and a cold. In autumn, we meet again! I went downstairs, opened my umbrella and walked aimlessly.

15. A leaf and the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness. The word autumn plus the word heart becomes sorrow, and autumn is always the most nostalgic. In the harvest season, the fruit fulfilled its mission. After countless storms, he endured silently and grew painfully, just wanting to bring the joy of harvest to his master. He did it. It's time to leave quietly without regret. His life is so painful and happy, but he still persists. Maybe at the last moment of his life, he will look forward to the afterlife like a spring flower.

16. It began to rain outside the window. At first, only a slight rustle could be heard, which seemed hollow and far away. Gradually, the sound approached, as if it came slowly and gently from a deep place. Raindrops beat on the windowsill, just like your gentle hands beat on the desktop like pigeons. Listening to the rain knocking on the window at night is beautiful, but it also shows the listener's boredom and loneliness. How I long to hold your hand gently and look at your face carefully on such a night, with attractive eyes and affectionate feelings, regardless of the wind and rain outside the window.

17. In the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, countless lives accepted this ruthless arrangement. They 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!

18. The autumn wind is blowing, so cold, my heart is cool. 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!

19. 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.

20. The fallen leaves drifted into the invisible world and fell into 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.

2 1. Victory, joy and laughter are rising like wisps of smoke, and tears of regret and sadness are always in the culvert, beside the low trees, covered with black gauze, and close together. Open it later, on another page, I will sob silently!

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.

23. In my heart, there is a plum rain, which doesn't seem to fade slightly with age. Let it fall, it will fall in my sentimental life.

24. Autumn sadness is the past of youth like a dream, autumn sadness has no regrets, and autumn sadness is an eternal injury to the soul.

25. In autumn, what falls is loneliness, leaves, sadness and autumn leaves, which represents the love that cannot be left. Piece by piece falls before my eyes, just like happiness passing by bit by bit.

26. The weather is colder in late autumn, and the leaves are yellow, and they 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.

27. It is very cold this autumn. This autumn night is full of mangroves, full of silence, you can hear the cold blowing, whimpering and swallowing, and there is nothing. It is always the enemy of autumn, and the wind and rain are sad. Might as well miss it.

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

29. As the morning dew falls, 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.

30. The autumn wind is rustling, the leaves are messy and bleak, and they are everywhere. My heart is also sad, and I suddenly found that autumn is a sad season.

3 1. 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.

32. 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.

33. Cho, 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.

34. In autumn, what falls is loneliness, leaves, sadness and autumn leaves, which represent the love that cannot be left. Falling in front of my eyes one by one, just like the passing of happiness.

35. 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.

36. The wind spins around the earth, dreaming, shuttling between cities more than once, falling like a broken kite, like a lost child. Holding a transparent body that will be blown by the wind, flying with the fallen leaves, always insisting on the interval with time.

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

38. 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 eventually turns the deep soil into silt and nourishes another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and also the eternal beauty of fallen leaves.

39. Not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be rewarded, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and helpless language is. Words and feelings are always separated.

40. 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.