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When I woke up in the morning, it was already hazy, and the faint light passed through the window and fell on the white wall beside the bed. The things in the room were faintly visible. The sound of dripping water from the eaves came to our ears through the glass window, and the intermittent sound of insects came one after another. Stand up and look out through the window glass. In the dark sky, the drizzle is linked together and falls on leaves, grass and eaves, forming crystal drops on the concrete floor, making intermittent ticking sounds. The cool wind blew in through the gap in the window, which made people shudder at once. One night of autumn rain, one night of autumn rain in the morning, autumn quietly came to us.

Leaving the thin quilt, I feel a little cold, as if to remind people that it is time to add clothes. Only then did I know that the hot summer had quietly left.

After dressing and washing, it was already dawn, and the rain outside was getting louder and louder. On the way to work, people add coats without exception. Umbrellas of different colors, like flowers in spring, bloom under the boulevard, adding charming autumn colors to the early morning in the town. Walking in the autumn rain, listening to the ticking of rain on the umbrella, people whispering, the sound of cars passing by the engine, and the occasional children playing ... What is surging inside is not Qiu Si's sadness, but the sigh and nostalgia for autumn. ...

I love the early morning of autumn rain, and I love the autumn colors of small towns.

autumn rain

Autumn rain is a precursor to a bumper harvest. It will water the mature crops for the last time, so that farmers can get a bumper harvest. At the same time, every rain will bring happiness to every child. They play in the autumn rain. Even if the rain wets their hair and clothes, they don't feel cold. This is the joy of autumn rain!

Autumn rain brings happiness and sadness to people. Maybe you will ask, autumn, an interesting harvest season, how can it become sad? This is because there is a Mid-Autumn Festival in autumn, which is a reunion festival. Won't those wanderers be sad? From these yellow leaves that left the tree, I thought of those wanderers who left their hometown. I thought I couldn't reunite with my family and eat round moon cakes together. How sad and sad I was at that time! Everything slowly begins to sleep in the footsteps of autumn, and the fallen leaves on the ground are slowly taken away by the wind and rain.

The autumn rain floating in the sky made the leaves tremble. The trees that once brought us harvest have left lonely branches under the destruction of wind and rain. The mountain in the rain is so yellow, but it is still red. That's because under the cover of many trees, Qiuyu has forgotten the maple tree famous for its autumn red leaves! Autumn rain quietly looked at the unique red color, which made the wanderers see the hope of life. Wanderers pin their thoughts on their hometown and old friends on this bright red maple leaf, hoping that their families will know and not miss them! In this hazy red, it is particularly clear at this time. Autumn rain is the messenger of hard work in autumn. Autumn rain has brought a bumper harvest to autumn, brought vitality to the city and brought freshness to the mountains. Autumn rain, you gave yourself selflessly to us, and your good quality is always worth learning!

Two autumn leaves

Chen weili

Autumn is cold, a gust of wind has passed, and the bare trunk is trembling with a few dead leaves that refuse to go, whizzing silently. Suddenly, a fallen leaf floated into the page I opened. Black and yellow color, the edge has long been damaged, curled up, I do not know what insect bite is full of sores. I suddenly thought of sadness. Didn't I just put it on hold for an autumn in my heart?

I feel sorry for autumn, and I love autumn, too. Whenever the first fallen leaf falls from the dense green, whenever the cool autumn rain moistens my curtains silently, that kind of sadness mixed with sweetness will surge up, leading to a strand of concern, and a long "alas" will slip from my lips and fall into my heart, turning into inexplicable sadness.

Isn't life like this dead leaf? After the fleeting thick green, it turns yellow and black again, fluttering to the ground, and I don't know where it is buried.

A gust of wind passed again, and Ye Er trembled on the page, trying to fly away. I covered it, wanted to embed it in the book, and felt that the words in this book were too hot to bear this cold shape, so I had to find another one.

I took an unopened letter from the pile of books by the pillow and thought it was brought back by my roommate and put there. When I saw the strong words, I immediately saw those bright eyes, and a fiery life force overflowed from there. Then, my heart, which had been put aside in autumn, suddenly felt a stinging warmth. He loves me, but he loves mountains more-this makes me very angry. After graduating from college, he chose the mountain!

When I opened the seal and took out the letter, a piece of red stuff was taken out and fell to the ground. When the weather is clear, there is a hot, hot, hot heat in my heart-it is a red maple leaf.

I stood stupefied and unconsciously put two autumn leaves together. Suddenly, the dead leaves show their abomination and misery in the reflection of the red maple! I'm confused. I don't understand it myself. Why am I lucky enough to cherish this picture of Ye Er, who cooled his heart with a dead body?

"Do you love the red maple on this mountain?" Eyes full of fiery vitality stared at me and said, "Yes, it also fell in the cold autumn wind. However, it squeezed out all the heat, burned itself red, and decorated the cold world with the color of February safflower with its last life ... "

I gradually realized that keeping an autumn in my heart is not all sadness. The spring of life is lovely, but there is no need to worry about keeping it. Even in autumn, there are still red maple leaves, not to mention the summer after spring.

So I popped the dead leaves out of the window and embedded the red maple on the mountain in the page.