Autumn rain is cool, and acacia is long.

It is true that an autumn rain brought a cold, and the temperature dropped once or twice, which is just suitable for going out for a walk.

After the autumn rain, the air is moist and cool. Although the sky is clear, the clouds still have a certain thickness, and the clouds are not high, which shows the height of swallows flying. Clouds, gathering and scattering, where the clouds split, show a corner of the blue sky, as if a philosopher were watching everything in the clouds, while the place covered by thin clouds, the blue of the sky is deeper, reminiscent of the blue of the beautiful emperor Song Huizong. I still don't understand the beauty of sky blue, but the ancient lyrics of blue and white porcelain like "sky blue misty rain, I am waiting for you", which is touching and beautiful. However, many things in this world have been missed, lost, lost, and can't be recovered. For example, the craft of azure is just an episode in the long history of porcelain development, which is beautiful, regrettable and unforgettable.

It keeps raining, and there is thin water in the low-lying grassland, which is crystal clear. Cricket sings harder, and I don't know whether to leave or sing. The hibiscus blooms and falls, and the flowering period is enviable. After the rain, the hibiscus is hung with dew and its petals are stained with rain. It is lovely and windy.

The river rose a lot, but nothing happened. Running water does not rot, change and development are beautiful, but still water is also beautiful, which reminds people of the word quiet as autumn water and reveals Zen.

In fact, there is nothing fixed, everything is changing and developing, but sometimes it is not easy for people to find it. The depth of still water is a kind of cultivation.

I stayed in the gallery, listening to the sound of autumn and writing autumn.

The sweat dried up and the coolness invaded. Go home.