Late autumn has arrived, the wind blows apricot yellow, from north to south, the autumn colors are fragrant

It’s another year of ginkgo yellow, heading towards late autumn despite the wind and frost. The wind blows the apricot-yellow dream with fragrance, and the world is fortunate to be in late autumn.

Late autumn has arrived, and the wind is blowing apricot yellow. From north to south, the autumn colors are fragrant. The only thing I can say is: peace in the world.

Some people say that apricot, yellow, maple and tomato trees make the country so beautiful.

The golden color of ginkgo and the redness of maple leaves made me fall deeply in love with the desolation of autumn. When the orange and green scenery is beautiful, the ginkgo sways its beautiful figure, which is charming.

No matter in front of a Buddhist temple, in a courtyard, in the Forbidden City, in a scenic spot, or in a remote place, Ginkgo is like a fairy descending to earth. As long as she Once the leaves turn yellow, they will surely drive away all the evil spirits, make the world around her bright and warm, and bring joy and hope to people.

I remembered that when I traveled to Xi'an last fall, I went to the ancient Guanyin Temple in Zhongnan Mountain to see the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree. It is said that it was planted by Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. It now has a thousand trees. It has been around for many years. When late autumn arrives, this ginkgo tree emits golden light, which is beautiful and stunning.

I saw thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in the ancient temple. The ancient temple was quiet, there was no traffic, only people prayed devoutly in the temple, and when they left, they left footprints one by one with the blessings of ginkgo, but May you live in peace and long life.

I stood in front of the pagoda and looked at this ginkgo tree that had gone through more than a thousand annual rings. It was so huge and so peaceful. I thought it would not be lonely. Because it is accompanied by the fragrance of the ancient temple, people come and go to pray, and there is a pagoda in front of it watching it grow. Days and nights, they seem to live together, support each other, whisper together, and be quiet together. Watching everything in this world quietly.

When you are in the ancient temple at this time, you seem to be able to feel the prosperity of spring and the withering of autumn. All living beings are equal and impermanence is permanent. This tree full of golden decorations may all wither overnight, removing the most beautiful splendor. Clothes.

The wind blew off the leaves and the ginkgo fruits. Some people were picking up the fruits, and some were patting the trees. Full of love flowed in their hearts!

Guo Moruo said that ginkgo is "the saint of the East" and "a living memorial tower of Chinese humanities". Ever since I saw the golden ginkgo trees in Xi'an, I have fallen in love with ginkgo trees in autumn.

When I stood in the ancient temple and looked around the ginkgo trees, all my worries disappeared as the wind blew the almond leaves falling, and I suddenly became enlightened.

Facing the golden color of ginkgo, I found that it is as yellow as sunlight, dazzling and dazzling.

I thought of a poem to send to Ginkgo: Your golden color is the ripeness of late autumn. You are brilliant in ancient and modern times, Ye Luo has a good dream! You dream quietly and send warmth and good luck to everyone.

This year, the autumn in Guangdong seems to have not yet felt the flavor of autumn. Looking at the video of a friend from the north who visited the Forbidden City, I saw the ginkgo trees among the red walls and green tiles. Beautiful, I saw ginkgo leaves falling under the corner of the wall, falling between the avenues, and falling on the lake in the Summer Palace. The flowers were floating and the water was flowing, and I frowned, but it was in my heart.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, I feel as if I have entered the picture. I want to touch the red wall of the Forbidden City, feel the historical atmosphere, pass through several palace gates, and imagine That year, the concubines of that dynasty were dressing up in the palace and playing under the ginkgo tree.

However, an autumn rain pulled me out of the dream and returned to the real world. I watched the autumn rain fall along the eaves and drip into several pots of orchids outside the window. The interlaced leaves of the orchids, Absorbing Qiu Yu, she stretched her body to her heart's content, while Qiu Yu lay gently in Orchid's arms, looking like a concubine sleeping with her, which was a bit pitiful.

Smell the scent of ginkgo and take a breath of the clear air of late autumn. As the poet Li Qingzhao said, "Charm and grace are not enough, and the sweet oranges in front of you can be a slave. Who can pity the jade bones and ice muscles that live in the rivers and lakes?" It refuses to wither. Who taught me to pick the branches together? After being drunk, the Ming Dynasty broke it open and wanted to sing the new flavor of the two families."

The poet compared the ginkgo to jade and ice. A lover who never leaves you in times of adversity and passion.

I felt that Li Qingzhao broke open the ginkgo with his own hands and gave each of the couple one ginkgo. Their love was sincere and their hearts were connected.

I closed my eyes and smelled the yellow ginkgo and the warm autumn sun all the way, as if I had traveled through thousands of years of nobility and tranquility.

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, lying in the embrace of late autumn, that is the sceneries that I yearn for.

I bent down, picked up a ginkgo leaf, and carefully put it into my schoolbag. When I got home, I picked up my favorite book and treasured my harvest in autumn, and also blessed my best wishes. Arrived as promised!