It speaks like a leaf.

People's hearts are like fallen leaves, falling all their lives. The weaker the heart, the less painful it is. What can hurt you is often your own hard feelings. How wide your heart is, how much fun you have. What can interfere with you is often your own concerns. God gave us a heart, not for suffering, but for happiness. God gave us life, not to feel bad, but to feel. Life is short, don't be unkind to yourself, don't be ashamed. Eat and drink, don't take things to heart, have fun and remember to live well.

It speaks like a leaf.

First, Feng said that he was just a guest brushing branches. Things are different, and people are shuttles. The heart is like autumn, there are always some leaves and floating dust, which are cold and warm at the fingertips, like floating clouds. In spring, a lot of rain shuttles between the hair, softens between cold and warm, and mourns in the process of blooming and falling. I thought it was raining, but it was sunny. I thought it was plumbing, but it was still cold. In life, there are always unexpected surprises and unexpected bad luck. Grasp the scale, don't indulge in dreams, and give your sadness to time. The years after precipitation will be clear.

Second, people's hearts are like fallen leaves. People's maturity is not age, but mentality. Their inner maturity is not a lot of things they encounter, but their attitude towards things.

Third, people's hearts are like fallen leaves, falling all their lives.

4. Who is a wise man? I think I can earn bread and milk every day. I know how to live frugally. When you are in trouble, you don't need to run around, and you know that people's hearts are as cold as winter and as ruthless as autumn leaves.

Autumn is like a fallen leaf, like cool thin's heart, full of sadness.

6. The human heart is like a fallen leaf, falling from one life to another. In every season, buds are hung on the branches. The human heart is a container, which is often refreshed and emptied.

Seven, autumn is strong from people's hearts, and there are many parting in the deciduous season.

Eight, the heart is like a fallen leaf, and with you, you are like the wind.

Nine, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves, and people's hearts are as cold as water.

10. The human heart is easily influenced by the outside world. It is like a fallen leaf, which is always blown away by the wind of the environment. In prosperity, people are safe and happy, in adversity, people are worried.

Eleven, if the flowers bloom, it is a kind of happiness in tears; Then, falling flowers should be a melancholy touch; People's hearts are like fallen leaves, falling all their lives; Don't be tempted easily, it won't hurt if you don't move; Many times, perhaps only indifference is the best protection for yourself. ...

Twelve, life is like a fallen leaf, and people's hearts are not cold. People don't suffer every day. If they accumulate more, they will know their own difficulties; if they accumulate less, they will know right and wrong and sadness.

Thirteen, people's hearts are like fallen leaves, and troubles have no roots. Confusion is passive, and it is easy not to investigate. Be calm, if you talk too much, you will lose. Instead of looking at yourself, it is better to say, when complaining about others, it is better to listen and forget. What can interfere with you is often your own concern, and what can hurt you is often your own obsession. You are peaceful and no one hates you, and no one can bother you if you don't investigate.

Fourteen, the autumn wind is bleak, the heart is dim, and the years are the same. Looking at the lonely scene outside the window, the wind blows all over the place, and when we lose ourselves, we will begin to understand ourselves.

In troubled times, life is like a candle and death is like a fallen leaf. People are worried, worried. Seeking spiritual sustenance has become an inevitable choice, and the prosperity of Buddhism can be seen here. Buddhism is a flower of dreams. Although it can't save the world, it can comfort people. That's enough.

16. See you in September. Hello in October. Autumn is coming, and the weather is very cool. Autumn has arrived, and people's hearts are like fallen leaves.

Seventeen, many sad stories start here and end here, which makes people who have walked through this season feel melancholy: it is also the season of falling leaves, just like the leaves of this season; From the thick green of life to the gradual fading

Eighteen, drunk in June, walking in the world of mortals, laughing in the world. There is a heartache that a person is not afraid. Speak softly to the time. What time leaves is not wealth, but mood; Not beautiful, but sincere. Nanfeng knows what I want, and my lover hasn't come back yet. There will always be a period of time before I find that it has been deeply rooted in my memory. People's hearts are like leaves. If they don't move, they won't hurt.

Nineteen, time left, not wealth, but mood; Not beautiful, but sincere. Nanfeng knows what I want, and my lover hasn't come back yet. There will always be a period of time before I find that it has been deeply rooted in my memory. People's hearts are like leaves. If they don't move, they won't hurt. Don't blame others for taking you too lightly, only blame yourself for taking others too seriously.

Twenty, a rain always makes the autumn cool. Look at the fallen leaves, the hay, the flow of the world, the passing passengers and the aging of people.

Falling leaves talk about feelings, talking about falling leaves and injuries.

First, the north wind blows, the autumn wind is cool, and whose wife's room is empty. If you are in trouble, I will help you. I live next door. My name is Wang.

Second, the silver candle is cold, the screen is bright, and the small fan flies at the firefly. The night is as cold as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory and the weaver star. Hello, autumn!

Third, parting is like autumn leaves. The wind blows to the ground, slowly decays and turns into soil. Why can't I forget you?

Four, the sunset on the leaves of Populus euphratica, coated with a layer of red glow, Hu Yangshu is full of glow, like a beautiful young woman in a gorgeous yellow shirt, with outstanding charm, fullness and solemnity. In the autumn wind, it is graceful and full of autumn colors. Bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, everything in front of me becomes sparkling and resplendent. Autumn scenery seems to be painted with a layer of color, which makes it more charming. Walking back along the path, the footsteps are light, like flying in a painting, refreshing and pleasing to the eye, refreshing and refreshing, with a sense of reinvention.

This is a beautiful autumn, and the air is filled with crisp apple flavor. The weather forecast says it will rain, but you don't have to look at the sky to know that it won't rain today. In fact, at that moment, you think it will never rain and the weather will never get cold. The days won't get shorter. It feels like autumn is eternal, always in front of us until the end of the world.

Six, dazzling white, let me understand what is pure harm.

Seven, patches of fallen leaves, patches of scars; Fragments of maple leaves, fragments of love. Maple leaves, dyed red in autumn. A flower and a world, a leaf and a Buddha, life is only once after all. Thank you for letting us know each other in this life. Autumn leaves are deeply shallow and mottled. Just like people's memories are shallow and deep, bit by bit. Want to forget, can't forget; I want to give up, but I can't bear it. We will be together forever, and I love you.

Eight, the sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters * * * the sky is the same color.

Nine, it's so hot, hurry to rain and want to have a cool autumn.

Ten, time flies, do you know that it is another autumn when flowers bloom and snow melts, and your hair has been replaced with hoary heads? Who knows how many times to look back in my life?

Eleven, farewell is a kind of mood, farewell is also a decision. The geese flying south bid farewell to the cold in the north; Autumn leaves are a farewell to hot summer; The rainy season is a farewell to drought; Rainbow is a farewell to wind and rain; After the restoration of mountains and rivers, a bright future is a farewell to loss; Farewell is not forgetting, but turning around. Farewell is not giving up, but starting!

It's so cold in autumn. No one will warm me again.

Saying goodbye should not be in autumn, it was the first time we met, and it took many days and years to get used to you not being with me.

Fourteen, the spirit of the autumn equinox season is cool, don't forget to add clothes in the morning and evening, pay attention to your health when you are busy with the autumn harvest, smile when you are busy, take a proper leave of absence, and keep your friends' wishes in mind. May you be happy every day!

15. 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.

Sixteen, the autumn is crisp, as if Pangu is still supporting heaven and earth; The sky is so blue, just like a painter painting blue paint in the sky.

Seventeen, spring water, spring forest in full bloom, spring breeze miles, not as good as you. Autumn leaves have fallen, and autumn rain continues. I am worried about autumn, just for you.

Eighteen, the rain is heartbreaking, the wind is crying, the dream is lingering, and love is far away.

In autumn, you hide your sadness and pain during the day, let us appreciate your beauty and make us feel happy, but at night, you release your true feelings and secretly cry. The wind and rain are still torturing you and beating you mercilessly. People just ignore it.

20. You asked me if it was worth loving you. In fact, you should know that love is not worth asking.

Twenty-one, grab the autumn, grab it and lose it. Grab the Millennium first and go home to make wine. The moon cakes will be displayed soon. Autumn equinox every night, the autumn wind whistling. I miss your autumn chill as sweet as brocade. Think of others, think of you, and forget your troubles. Hongyan takes the lead, and she will rest when she goes back.

Twenty-two, I didn't realize it was autumn in my dream, but I was still doing it for others.

Twenty-three, there is a feeling of autumn, blue sky and white clouds look good.

24. Today's autumn is more autumn than in previous years. It has been raining and windy, and it is as cold as my heart, adding a sadness to my school.

Twenty-five, autumn, after a tense harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was exposed in yellow.

Twenty-six, autumn wind spirits, gradually into the late autumn.

Twenty-seven, smooth sailing in the autumn wind, two Wang sent you, three layers of autumn rain sent it cool, only four o'clock in the autumn equinox happy. The autumnal equinox is coming, and the weather is fine. I will find you with good luck. I wish you good health, smooth career and a happy autumn equinox, dear.

Twenty-eight, it's raining, and going out is a melancholy thing. Autumn is a melancholy season, but today's life doesn't allow me to be so sad about spring, so I'd better be less sad and go out to earn money.

Twenty-nine, some people say that autumn is the harvest season, so this autumn, I have gained helplessness and loneliness.

What season is the busiest? Autumn, eventful autumn days; What season is the most beautiful? Autumn, equally divided; What season is the simplest? Autumn is quite critical; What is the longest season? In autumn, I can't see Sanqiu for a day; What season is the best? Autumn, autumn is crisp; What season is the most dangerous? Autumn, accounting after autumn: what season is the most ambiguous? I wish you all great happiness in autumn! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day!

It rained heavily after breakfast. With the breath of autumn. Cool, cool.

Thirty-two, flying freely is as light as a dream, and the rain is as fine as sorrow.

Talking about fallen leaves

I feel that there are too many fallen leaves. I don't know what the accident is. When I passed them, it was windy, but not cold, very soft and gentle, just like the seaside in summer.

Talking about fallen leaves

First, the autumn wind, fallen leaves, clean up the haze, arrive early. Fortunately, it is not very cold, but this heart lacks temperature. This old and new alternate wilderness also meets the demand. It was supposed to be fun. If you are too serious, you will be tired.

Second, autumn leaves are everywhere! ! ! Unconsciously, it is already late autumn! ! How fast this year has passed. Some people have come and gone. This is life! Meet in a hurry and leave in a hurry!

Third, sigh the fleeting time and sing the vicissitudes of life. In the autumn of falling leaves, the summer injury of tea finally becomes an eternal freeze, and what cannot be broken is always the world of mortals. Cut out the western window candle and light a stick of incense. Don't say forever, how far is forever? It's just a snap of your fingers.

Fourth, there is finally a relaxing morning. Miss osmanthus fragrance, pick up the last autumn leaves and sweet air. I'm coming.

Fifth, the beauty of autumn. In the end, the fallen leaves are still showing their beauty and doing their duty in this life.

Six, autumn thief, the windowsill is a fallen leaf. Following this clue, he was arrested in autumn. And I still don't know what I lost in autumn.

Seven, fallen leaves, late autumn. Winter is not far away, are you ready?

Eight, her clothes are the pale ochre of autumn leaves, with pale ochre flowers hanging on her shoulders, which is always a floating posture.

Nine, Hanmuxi independence, first frost send deciduous dust road. The boat is hazy across the water, and the river is near dusk. Magpies and birds compete for the forest, and smoke from the kitchen chimney is blowing in Ran Ran. I have recognized several trees tonight, but I don't know where to sell them in the Ming Dynasty.

10. I prefer the secluded path of the forest, where the sun passes through and there is a little gold on my clothes. I am very happy to see the leaves dancing gracefully and flying over my shoulders. I stumbled and raised my face. In the breeze, a beautiful arc silently passed by me, suddenly startled, and seemed to strike a chord, quiet and sad. At this moment, time slows down and I blend in with you.

1 1 point, it was blustery overnight, adding a bit of chill to the air. Slowly, it turned into a light rain in late autumn. At present, it is the curtain of a dream, and it is half-rolled. Ear, is a mountain stream. Bypassing the stone wall where the moss marks breed, the ethereal melody slowly flows out. Time, so dizzy in the fundus, thoughts, climbed up the heart wall, remembering the beauty of meeting for the first time. It's getting cold. I said in the autumn wind with falling leaves: Life is so beautiful and short.

Twelve, rustling, it is another crisp autumn season. Youth flies, withers with flowers, and bends with the moon. Life has ups and downs, but it is calm in the fallen leaves.

Thirteen, autumn, like a simple and gentle woman, quietly passed through the gap of time and smudged the eyebrows of the season. With a calm heart, I am looking for a clear and peaceful autumn, only to find that life is like fallen leaves in a hurry. There is a distant mountain, a river with autumn waters, traces of several rivers and bamboo, a flashy autumn, and several egrets in Sha Ou. Autumn is already very thick.

Fourteen, one, two, three leaves with the last strength, return their nutrition to Mother Earth!

Fifteen, the autumn wind unscrupulously sweeps the leaves that are still reluctant to leave the branches. In late autumn, the tree can't keep the fallen leaves, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop. The desolation of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves is not what the wind wants. All the seasonal changes are also gifts from nature. There's a saying: Follow God's will, how can we live up to this different experience every day and cherish it! It's getting cold, too. Remember to add clothes to prevent colds!

Sixteen, get up early to see the red leaves, just out of the house, I saw this scene, the wind is blowing, the leaves are falling, so beautiful, surprise!

17. Looking up, you can see the fallen leaves dancing in the wind.

Eighteen, the taste of autumn, from autumn wind to fallen leaves.

Nineteen, I have always agreed with those cliches, love should be unrequited love, whether it is worth it or not, just devote yourself wholeheartedly, rush to you without asking for anything in return, and love. Holding such a heart all the way, I still insist. I think of you when I see the beautiful sunset, I think of you when I see the fallen leaves by the river, and I think of you when I see the surging crowd.

20. Haha, it's windy today. I saw a man stop under a big tree to sweep the fallen leaves on the roof. He swept slowly. Have fun and feel a kind of Sisyphus spirit.

Twenty-one, first frost cold, deciduous shop, you are like a flaming maple leaf. When you see it, you will love it.

22. Yingze Park in autumn is really wonderful and beautiful, which has surpassed those scenic spots. Looking at the fallen leaves falling with the wind in the sunset, I suddenly feel that the years have passed. From the first curiosity and exclamation to the second, third and fourth time, every time seems to be a chronicle. This time, I got married and had a baby.

Twenty-three, after the cold dew, the flowers are yellow, and Qiu Guang is wearing makeup, and it is another day to climb high and look far. The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival every year.

Twenty-four, I wanted to go out and feel the autumn during the break, but I didn't make good use of the right time and place. As a result, when I saw it on my way to work, I still felt that it was autumn and there were fallen leaves everywhere.

Twenty-five, in the morning, the wind is very strong, and raindrops and fallen leaves are mixed together, adding a touch of autumn coolness. The two colleagues in the back often talk too much, only feel annoyed, and quickly take a few steps. Suddenly, life is just a joke. They can escape the night when drinking and singing, but they can't escape the deserted streets.

Twenty-six. There was an autumn wind last night. Today, the leaves fell all over the floor. Autumn has really come.

Autumn leaves, another city without smog.

The fallen leaves this morning are really beautiful. Who said that even the fallen leaves stepping on the soles of your feet are heartbreaking sounds?

Twenty-nine, this is the memory of autumn, autumn wind, fallen leaves, and the sun. This weekend morning really makes people want to stay in bed and work.

Thirty years ago, when I jumped the queue in the suburbs of Beijing, I often walked home in autumn. The road was too long to walk. I am nervous, I don't know where to go, and I don't know what to do after I leave. The roadside is covered with tall poplars, and countless leaves fall from the zenith like Huang Jinyu. The wind roared, sometimes tight and sometimes loose. The wind scattered the fallen leaves in the ditch, like a golden tide rushing across the road. I walked alone and didn't see anyone before or after. Suddenly, my heart began to loosen. Walking, I feel like I'm going to fall head first into the blue sky, and the leaves on both sides are like the Golden Gate of heaven. I felt a tremor in my heart and some poems came to my mind. At this moment, I got rid of all my troubles and returned to existence itself.

No matter how hard you try today, the leaves will still fall tomorrow. There are many things in the world that can't be advanced. Live in the present and actively improve.

Thirty-two, it is no wonder that the ancients rarely praised autumn, but mostly wrote the sorrows and sorrows of autumn. Watching the autumn wind sweep away the fallen leaves really gives people a feeling of vicissitudes.

Talk about the mood of falling leaves in autumn

1. Autumn wind rustles and leaves are rolled up. Fly, fly, the first yellow leaf finally fixed in the depths of my eyes, gradually dispersed, gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared. At present, the old scene appeared again.

2. In spring, the young leaves are blooming. They are like reborn babies, gentle and novel. They started their lives happily. This is a pleasant prelude. Summer is long, the leaves are quiet and green, and it is a beautiful and long theme to quietly taste the joy of life. Autumn is long, leaves fall safely, that is their final destination, and life ends here. This is a prelude to euphemism and sadness. Maybe its dream was shattered, but it didn't feel sad at all and smiled as before.

Yellow leaves, one piece and two pieces, float gently on the water, like a few boats, and gradually swing away with the wind.

4. In autumn, in the beautiful melody of Qiu Si, the strings of life are plucking the fallen leaves of every life. Sometimes, like a storm that overturns the earth, a beautiful golden thread falls, covering the journey of life, and sometimes, like an ethereal dream girl, she rises quietly, unwilling to wake up the awakened earth, walks quietly and dances lightly in the direction of the wind. Precipitation, melting that loneliness, that wandering trace.

The earth put on a golden sweater, and yellow poplar leaves and gorgeous maple leaves fell down, as if several black butterflies were flying in the air. Although the frost came, Grandpa Song Qing still wore a green robe and looked greener. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on their fingers, like orange lanterns, with large and small red begonia pressing on the branches.

Looking at this yellow leaf, I seem to understand something. In this fleeting time, I suddenly realized how much time I wasted. Until now, Fang is as awake as a dream. After so many years, what is the pursuit? It's silly to laugh at yourself. For many years, I asked God what he wanted, and God never came back. I am too stupid to laugh at myself. For many years, I have been persistently pursuing a dream, and suddenly looking back, everything has become nothingness. Another poor smile and sigh, speechless. For a happy ending, ups and downs have gone through so many years. In retrospect, the memory has long been blurred, and everything falls like this maple leaf. Open the inner window again and walk that long way, which is far from us.

7. Autumn brings the sound of fallen leaves, and the night is as novel as dew. The soft light in the sky is clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a soaring lark, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. The rising sun is the wings of kung fu. When it flies away, it unfolds in an extremely gorgeous moment. So dusk.

8. That autumn, my heart fluttered with the bleak autumn wind, my heart was luxuriantly buried like fallen leaves, and everything disappeared in that misty and rainy clear autumn.

9. Standing on the bridge, the autumn wind stroked me with cold hands. I'm afraid this moment is the closest to me! The cold wind blew everything, trees, grass and flowers. Resist with their perseverance. When they succeed, they swing their strong and weak bodies, they dance, and the river is accompanied by a loud noise. All exultation, all pessimism.

10. The fallen leaves hurried by. But I can't imagine the initial threshold of the end of life, what is in front of it. But I think every tree of life near it will fly its first leaf in the first moment.

1 1. The leaves are shaking in the wind. Suddenly, a leaf was blown out of the embrace of the tree by the wind, dancing quietly in the air, just like a dying butterfly flying in the air, and initially fell to the ground in a beautiful arc. At that moment, the heartstrings were shocked. It turns out that this is the way it chooses when it faces death. Even at the end of your life, you should show your best without regret.

12. Walking alone in the courtyard, stepping into a shade, the rustling sound image at the foot is the whisper of life. Autumn wind rustling, playing a sad chord rhyme. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and a group of geese have been brushed. Suddenly, a fallen leaf broke into my field of vision, quietly brushed my cheek, quietly rotated in the autumn wind, and gradually fell into the air. I slowly reached out my palm and let it float into my palm.

13. 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 warm colors of mountains and mountains are all buried with a little desolation, sadness, silence and dreams.

14. The fallen leaves hurried by. But I can't imagine the initial threshold of the end of life, what is in front of it. But I think every tree of life near it will fly its first leaf in the first moment.

15. Those yellow leaves lie irregularly on the ground, and the road bricks and asphalt roads are Qing Wu's faces, blocking them mercilessly in the soil. Fallen leaves are like homeless children, letting the wind blow them from East Street to West Street.

16. Qiu Guang has a lot of overlap, and it secretly left three paths during the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are no colorful flowers in spring, abnormal green trees in summer and complicated snowflakes in winter, but there are many fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest and fruits everywhere!

17. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It used to be late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest were bare, and the old trees stood in a gloomy way, with brown moss covering its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

18. The red maple leaves make people feel the beauty of autumn. Maple leaf * * * looks like a small paw, which is very playful. Like a bright peacock. The small blood vessels of maple leaves are staggered and dazzling. Maple leaves are about 13 cm long, slightly wider than the length, and the three largest claws have the most small convex teeth, which is very attractive. Maple leaves quietly fell on my hands and were blown away by a breeze, not just where to travel. In the sun, the red leaves of that tree are so dazzling, layered and dense, just like a extinguished flame, waving to us in the wind, as if to show us their vigorous vitality. I stared at the flaming maple leaf, and I couldn't help thinking of Du Mu's song "Stop and sit and love the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February flowers". How pleasant the wind is!

19. The autumn wind blows gently, the cool wind blows gently, and I get into the closed window and stroke my cheek, which makes me a little sad. It is not as cold as the winter wind, as hot and lazy as Xia Feng, nor as gentle and delicate as the spring breeze. It just infiltrates people's hearts with a little coolness and loneliness.

20. It rained intermittently, sometimes it rained in Mao Mao, and sometimes it suddenly rained cats and dogs, splashing small drops of water and wetting the pants 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.

2 1. A breeze blew and the leaves on the tree rustled. I looked up and picked up a leaf, which looked like a small hand, and the white at the tip of the leaf seemed to drip. Hey, why do maple leaves turn red in autumn? Oh, it turns out that the low temperature in autumn destroyed the chlorophyll outside the maple leaf and turned it into anthocyanin, so the maple leaf in autumn is white.