What does the sentence "Autumn, the last touch in the four seasons, is also the most beautiful smile" mean?

Autumn, the last touch of four seasons, is also the most beautiful smile.

I like the poem of william cullen bryant, an American romantic poet in the19th century. The autumn I saw in Holland is a true portrayal of this poem. If there is only one word to describe autumn in Holland, it is "amazing".

Riding a bicycle through a small town, you will always be attracted by what you see-sometimes an unknown tree at the corner, with a thick or light red color, so real, so bright and gorgeous. I can't believe there are so many kinds of reds on a tree. They merged, but there was no conflict. People have to sigh that nature is a genius painter of color. Sometimes it's ginkgo trees on the roadside. The bright yellow crown and the pure blue sky complement each other, and ginkgo leaves are scattered on the green grass under the tree, like a little sunshine, and the heart is also sunny. Sometimes it is a forest on the roadside, red, yellow and green, deep and shallow, layered, hiding European-style white villas and weaving a fairy tale world.

China's mountains and rivers are clear and atmospheric, or exquisite and profound, which makes ink painting last forever. I believe that after watching the autumn in Holland, you will understand why oil painting originated in Europe, and you will appreciate the motive force of the Van Eyck brothers who were born in Holland (now parts of Holland, Belgium, Luxembourg and France) in the 0/5th century. Indeed, Europe's scenery is rich in colors, and it is impossible to show its elegance without oil painting.

Let's go hiking in Qiu Guang!

According to the experience of previous years, we know that chestnuts have fallen in the forest at this time. So, on a sunny holiday afternoon, a group of China students rode bicycles to pick chestnuts in a forest in Benecombe. Everyone chased each other along the way, talking and laughing, making noise. I really sigh: youth is so good!

Suddenly, someone found some beautiful red mushrooms on the roadside, so we stopped to watch. The red mushroom is quietly spread on the grass, with two plants, one large and one small, snuggling together, and a smaller one hidden below, which looks like a family of three. We quickly recorded this harmonious picture with the lens. Some students who study botany say this is a poisonous mushroom, which is usually used to extract hallucinogens. I can't help smiling bitterly. Sometimes beauty really hides a trap. Our action attracted a Dutch uncle to stop curiously and take mushroom photos with us. Dutch people are never indifferent to strangers, and often two strangers walking on the road can stop and talk casually. I like it very much.

Although Benecom is in the next town, it only takes half an hour to get to the forest by bike, because the Netherlands itself is a small country. Most forests in the Netherlands are artificially formed. In order to prevent soil erosion, trees are planted on sandy loam which is not suitable for crop growth. In this forest, the trees are not densely planted, and it is very empty against the tall trees. Large leaves are piled thick on the ground, and walking on them will make a rustling sound. When we arrived, some China people were already there. Some people come prepared, because chestnuts are usually wrapped in thick prickly shells and cannot be taken directly by hand, so they bring chopsticks and plastic bags. With a play-oriented mentality, naturally you won't bring all your equipment. I just picked up two branches on the ground and started to pick them up. At first, everyone concentrated on entering the forest area. After a while, they found that chestnuts were too small and too few, so everyone dispersed to different areas to look for them. I poked the fallen leaves with branches and found that many big chestnuts fell out of their shells when they matured. I was very happy.

I prefer watching the scenery in the forest to picking chestnuts. After picking up enough chestnuts, I wandered in the forest. When I was tired, I sat on the fallen trunk of the fallen leaves and watched the sun pour down from the top of the tall tree, interspersed with various light and shadow between the leaves and branches. Look at the interweaving of red leaves and yellow leaves, one branch hangs down inadvertently, like a string of agates; I also saw a Dutch family of three who happened to pass by and took a dull husky for a walk in the forest. Even dogs seem to be infected by autumn, walking slowly in the forest with their owners, glancing at me as an outsider.

Looking at the tall trees in front of me, I unconsciously felt the poem of the famous Irish poet Ye Zhi: "As time goes by, wisdom follows. Although the leaves are flourishing, the roots are unique. In all my leisure days when I was young, I swayed branches and leaves in the sun, and now I will get the true meaning because of withering. " The whole body and mind are integrated into autumn scenery, the Netherlands.