Island city is in urgent need of autumn composition

When the first yellow leaf falls lightly from the French phoenix tree in Badaguan, when the creeper on the stone wall beside the water is flushed, when the bustling tourists go out at low tide in summer, when a clear autumn moon rises on the rippling sea surface, and when the fishing boats in Shazikou end their fishing season and get ready to go, you will know that the most beautiful season in the island city has quietly arrived.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, which is suitable for climbing high and looking far.

One autumn rain after another brought autumn news to the coast of Jiaozhou Bay, and the large and small peaks standing by the sea were covered with colorful coats in turn. You jumped off the No.5 tram and bathed in the afternoon autumn sunshine, walking on the narrow stone street. The mottled old wall is your shadow in a short time, and slogans such as Dongfanghong are even faintly reflected on both sides of the deep door from time to time. Not far away, the towering twin towers of St. Mill's Church are still shining with divine brilliance. All the way up, around the intersection, and then walk up a few steps, you find an old buttonwood tree, all its leaves have fallen off, standing alone next to a slightly shabby German building, and its bare branches seem to be gently telling the story of summer. Unconsciously, I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked around. The blue sky is washed, the mountains are all red, and the forest is all dyed. Among the ancient trees, there are countless red tiles and streets where people come and go. Run to the fundus, is the charming autumn scenery bay. Ships, Qindao, trestles, churches and waves are looming. You are alone in a foreign land, and you have inserted a corner. I think of heaven and earth, with no limit and no end. I am alone, and my tears fall down.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the breeze is cool, which is suitable for drinking with crabs.

As soon as the monsoon arrives, you will know that fishing boats full of fresh seafood have docked in Xiaogang Port, and gluttonous people with big index fingers will naturally not miss the season of blooming chrysanthemums and crab roe. When "Aunt Jiang" and "Miss Vinegar" bring delicious steamed heartless food to the table, you can no longer hold back your hands and tear, knock, chew, suck and enjoy. Have a full meal, you know that cold things should not be mellow Tsingtao beer, so warm a pot of old Jimo wine and drink fine products slowly. Without Xiaohong singing, it won't prevent you from putting on a sad and long "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon". The sound of silk and bamboo like water takes you into the moonlit night of the 24 th Bridge, but I just don't know where the Jade Man teaches to play the flute. There are wine and crabs, and Li Taibai can invite the bright moon in the sky to raise a glass; Appreciating the chrysanthemum and the moon, Su Dongpo holds the lamp, and I don't know what year it is tonight. At this time, you seem to have reached the state of forgetting things and butterflies in Zhuang Zhoumeng. Let's get together, have a glass of wine, live up to this beautiful scenery, and spend a full moon night.

The cold autumn night is suitable for people's nostalgia and thinking.

Late at night, the unknown autumn insects outside the window keep singing in a low voice, as if it were a famous song played on the Vatican clock, gently touching your deep heartstrings. The ancients said well, he knew that the dew tonight would be frost, and the moonlight at home would be how bright and how bright! . But where is my hometown? You secretly ask yourself in the dim light. Is that the land of mulberries in Lane 78 of Sanwu Street, with a bright moon and half a bed of books on the outskirts of Shili? In the evening, you can listen to the rain hitting the Jinjiang of Banana, and you can visit the Qingcheng Mountain of Fairy. Can you forget the pink Rongcheng tonight? Or this Ouyun Island City with green trees, red tiles, blue sea, blue sky and mountains and seas? No, it isn't. On a sleepless autumn night, the Yinhe River sighed that the world had changed and the years had turned dark.

Ah, it's autumn in the island city.