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Pay attention to the modal expression of four characters in prose, and talk about their feelings in combination with the text.

Several rains in early autumn took away the summer heat, and the wind rolled up a little coolness. In the morning, sitting in the shop, you can't use the fan anymore, because there is a cool breeze passing through the hall. Often, sit quietly at a small table and wait for the wind to blow gently through your body. Occasionally, the wind opens the pages on the table. When there is no one, when there is nothing, the breeze can just teach you to read.

On the roadside of the community, a housewife is reclaiming vegetable fields. Tomatoes and peppers were planted in the border vegetable fields in response to the solar terms. This autumn, tomato seedlings are dying. But those dozens of pepper seedlings grow in the green space, and there are big or small peppers under the leaves. These days have passed, and I found that some pepper seedlings actually have small white flowers. I really like this small dish in my heart. Every time you pass by, you should look at the small pepper flowers with low eyebrows among the green leaves. It is more like a woman in the country, only blooming silently in her own world, simple and slightly beautiful.

This vegetable field has affected my inner softness. In front of my hometown and that small village, my mother also has a side dish. In my memory, in summer, after breakfast, my mother would ask me to pick some seasonal vegetables. Sometimes, afraid of the heat, at dawn, I will carry a small bamboo basket and walk into the green world along the narrow path. In the early morning, the roadside is overgrown with weeds and dewdrops. At first glance, vilen is like a big green blanket, and birds are singing on this branch and that branch. And a little girl walking on the path, looking at the small wild flowers for a while and the birds on the branches for a while, is also happy. The vegetable field has finally arrived. Bend down, carefully look for the big peppers hidden under the leaves to pick, and pick a dozen to eat. Pick eggplant after picking peppers. Be careful when picking eggplant, because the eggplant root has thorns, which have been pricked by your little hand countless times. Oh, see if there are any melons growing. If so, you must choose one. The dishes were all selected, and when I came out, my sandals and trousers were wet with dew and my feet were stained with mud, so I began to walk around. Fortunately, there is a lotus pond not far away, where you can wash your hands and feet.

The lotus pond in summer is really: "Lotus leaves are in the lotus field, and fish are playing among them." Round lotus leaves filled a lotus pond. In the morning, there are dewdrops on the lotus leaves. Just watching, a frog lying on a lotus leaf suddenly jumped into the water, which made people startled. July and August are the season when lotus flowers bloom. When the lotus in this pool shows its sharp corners, the tips are pink. When it is fully opened in the morning, the petals also have a layer of pink, and they all turn white at night. Many willows are also planted around the pond. At this point, Yang Liuzhi leans on the water, and is on cloud nine with the wind.

I will find a shallow water, wash my sandals and feet, then wash the newly picked melon, choose a cool place and sit on the grass and have a nice meal. This place is really summer, cool! It's a pity that the lotus pond, the vegetable field, is long gone now. Those beautiful scenery can only stay in the fleeting time.

In clear autumn, when I go to work in the morning, the sun is not so hot, so I don't need an umbrella. There is a jujube tree on the edge of the corridor, and the dates on the branches are slightly red. I didn't expect to pick it and eat it. I can watch them hanging on the branches every day and feel at ease. I thought there would be no flowers in autumn. However, there are many small white flowers and low grass on the roadside at this time. When I was walking with my daughter at night, I also picked one to smell, and it didn't taste much. But it's beautiful and already very happy, but I don't know its name. After that, I want to know more about some flowers. Because I am a woman who loves flowers, it is better to be entangled with flowers than to live in this world. In spring, looking at peach blossoms, cherry blossoms are in full bloom outside the window, and in the words of a woman, there is a faint fragrance. Friends from afar always talk about my articles. Why do they always write about flowers and plants? But what should I do? Because of my nature, women's minds are full of ordinary flowers and plants. In the four seasons, they bring me different pleasure, that is, I have green in my heart and go out to see green. How boring it is to live without green flowers in my heart. I walked out of the mountain vegetation, and my heart must want to return to the mountain vegetation, which is the hometown of my life.

Many days after beginning of autumn, the trees outside the window haven't changed much, and the leaves are still green. But the sky becomes, high and blue, and the clouds in the blue sky are whiter. They change shape with the wind, sometimes like animals, sometimes like mountains, and sometimes like white cotton. I like clouds very much in my heart and have written many poems about them. Seeing white clouds floating in the sky, the soul wants to wander with them.

One clear autumn night, late at night, I turned off the lights, opened the curtains and lay in bed. As you can see, a crescent moon hangs outside the window. The shadows danced and climbed up the windowsill. Quietly guarding a corner of the world of mortals, listening, Weaver Girl singing softly on the grass, and her heart gradually became silent. Tonight, the moonlight outside the window, trees dancing and autumn insects singing. The years are quiet and picturesque. Pick a piece of moon silk and put it on your body to sleep. The sleeping woman turned into a plant, grew by the river of years, and finally returned to her hometown of life, never leaving again, happy and safe.