Autumn Heart

Autumn Heart

On Saturday, on a boring night, I knocked the keyboard on the screen alone, and finished the emotions in my heart into fragrant words. Alone for a while, let the melody from the radio play a desolate mood with the waving of fingertips. It is said that it is autumn in the north now, and the climate is gradually getting cooler. I don’t know how it feels to walk into autumn? I don’t know whether my sisters and friends who are far away from the north are still safe or not? I especially remember that at this time last year, I once carried a heavy burden and stumbled on the internet. As a result, I met a group of intimate friends. From then on, online love has accumulated in my heart. Somehow, the feeling autumn gives me is always full of romance and a little melancholy. Every time I see the autumn scene on the screen or in the photo, I will stop and meditate silently to feel the atmosphere of autumn. Maybe it was just my own imagination, but after reading a lot of articles about autumn, it must be not far different. Every time I stand in the wind, I will try to imagine myself walking in the season of falling leaves, seeing pieces of red and yellow maple leaves lying quietly on the cold road. What kind of mood would it be like? In this summer island, there is always a curiosity and yearning for spring, summer, autumn and winter. Perhaps, I would not understand the cuteness of spring breeze without the biting cold of winter; Maybe I would not feel the coolness of autumn, and I would not understand the hateful of summer. However, the Autumn in My impression is either bleak, lonely, quiet or gentle. Autumn is the season for couples to break up. Its bleak will always arouse the sorrow hidden in people’s hearts; Autumn is also the season when two Hearts deliver each other. Its coolness can also evoke the gradually budding emotion in people’s hearts. Therefore, autumn, in my heart, is more full of romantic atmosphere; Autumn, everything becomes gentle like water. Mei Er once told me that she didn’t like autumn, and she didn’t like to see the luxuriant leaves turning from green to red, withering gradually, then leaving the mother body without knowing where they would be located. Autumn gives her the feeling of bitterness, and autumn makes her sigh life. This makes me wonder whether the so-called Four Seasons represent the journey of life and the birth, aging, illness and death of life? When we came to this world, it was like a spring breeze blowing across the faces of our parents, bringing them the breath of spring and happiness in their hearts. And we, like a piece of paper covered with snow, let our parents paint colorful colors for our pale sky; There are rainbows after rain in the day, and stars and moons reflecting each other in the night. Under the careful care of our parents, we irrigated for us day and night, and the seedlings gradually grew into fragrant red flowers and green leaves. After growing up, we are young and frivolous, just like the hot sun in summer, exuding vigorous vitality, full of hope for life and expectation for the future. At that time, we were full of energy and energy, and our hearts were filled with the heat of hot summer. Finally, it settled down in the days of bumping and falling in the sun and rain. It is said that young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow. They don’t know that the past years have flowed into rivers until autumn comes. Autumn comes into our lives silently. In my dazzling eyes, I suddenly found that I had matured a lot in the trance years, and even found that I might have wasted a lot of time. The experience of life and the exercise of life are all engraved permanent traces on our faces one by one. Every script and story was polished into mottled memories by years. Engraved on the face and forehead, there began to be a track of life, and vicissitudes of snow and frost appeared between the temples and hair. After entering the middle age, I gradually know more and more about where will die. Facing the death of my relatives, I have experienced half a life’s ups and downs. The fire that once burned in my heart gradually went out, and I just wanted to let happiness surround me in a plain way. At this time, we occasionally sit at the window to recall the past, and always feel that the older we are, the fewer friends we have. No matter holding the leaves of the branches, or the dead leaves that choose to leave, the shadows of each other are gradually moving away. The coming of winter makes the cold biting. The streets are white and desolate. However, everything looks so white and calm, just like life is about to come to an end. The colorful world has gradually faded. The ruthless time blurs our sight and memory. Therefore, my heart is tired, and I am also tired. Occasionally, I really want to shake off the dust on my body, unload all the disguises and embark on a new journey again. Until the day of death, nothing was taken away, either turned into ashes or buried under the ground, but only occupied one piece of pure land, waiting for the next reincarnation. Life is just like the cycle of four seasons, passing away in a hurry. However, whether it is spring breeze, summer or winter snow, I always feel that only autumn is the most splendid season in life. Because in autumn, we will yearn for the warmth of spring, cherish the warm heart of summer, but fear the loneliness of winter. Tonight, looking through the articles on the prose website again, I seemed to be able to feel the burst of autumn, invisible floating to this green island, and also feel the slight feeling of sorrow. Maybe it is because of my sentimental nature that I have a sentimental attachment to autumn, and I can write down my faint heart words in this light autumn season 2012.09.15

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