Autumn is slightly cool, you are the distant place that I miss

As if just looking back, autumn is already halfway over. The wind of late autumn slowly stirs up the thoughts of the season. Leaves fall, flowers fade, and fall into the dust. When an autumn rain stirs up the slightest chill in the air, I know that autumn is gradually getting deeper.

The seasons have changed quietly. I can’t wait to describe the tranquil beauty of autumn in thousands of words. I am afraid that as soon as I put down the pen, all the beautiful years will slip away from my fingers. Of course, my favorite is autumn.

I like the profoundness of autumn, whether it is the leisureliness of "after the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn", or the magnificence of "the setting clouds and the solitary swans flying together, the autumn water and the sky are all the same color", Both are the most beautiful scenery in autumn.

I prefer the poetry of autumn. It is not as lively as the flowers blooming in spring, nor as hearty and carefree as summer, but also better than the bleak and cold solemnity of winter. Autumn is like a tree of elegant little flowers. , quiet and beautiful, fragrant, beautiful in the right shades, just right.

Autumn is also a season suitable for memories. There will always be a rainy day, leaning in front of a window, a book, an old song, touching a familiar melody or words, thinking of a certain person, a certain encounter, a certain period that can never be recalled. Go past.

Maybe life is like this. I always think that the people who live in my memory are the most beautiful. Because I can’t get them, I feel precious. Because I can’t go back, I feel even more regretful. In fact, we should also learn to be a person with still water running deep. All the love or hatred in the past will be written off. We will no longer be afraid of the pain and happiness in the future. We should cherish the situation in front of us and just hope that our hearts will always be with us and be at peace. Be quiet.

I often sit under the autumn sunshine, watching people coming and going, watching the clouds roll in and out. Life is like this, simple and bright. No matter how busy life is, you should always have some time to yourself and do something you like. Read a good book, make a pot of good tea, and make an appointment with a few close friends. Reading or traveling will live up to the beautiful autumn scenery and your own heart. A cup of tea, a book, and a close friend are enough.

The most beautiful scenery is always on the road, and the most beautiful fate is always in my heart. The encounter in this life is by no means accidental. Whether we are together for a journey or a lifetime, I will take care of myself and cherish it.

In the calm days, not contacting does not mean forgetting, not thinking about it does not mean being indifferent, it just means putting it in an appropriate way. One day, I will write you into the most beautiful lines of poetry, and commemorate our encounter, deep or shallow, with plain words from my heart.

If you are also willing, please give me the warmest thoughts, so that we will never forget each other as we grow old together.

In this cool autumn, I really want to say to you gently: It’s cold, please take care of it! My friend, in this life, no matter how far apart we are, you are the concern in my heart and the distant place that I miss...