Autumn is finally here. I grew up in the south, the south of the autumn has a unusual love and attachment. In the south, summer is long, so the arrival of fall is always later than in the north. However, the difference between fall and summer in the south is still obvious.
Autumn is the season of alternating heat and cold. An autumn rain a cool, a few days ago after an autumn rain, no longer hot and difficult temperatures, the raging tigers suddenly disappeared. People can go out of their homes, into nature, enjoy the fall of a different kind of scenery; fall no longer have radiation burning ultraviolet radiation, sunburned skin hot, autumn sunshine gives people a feeling of soft and charming; obscene power of the typhoon, the wild whistling rainstorms have been far away, the autumn wind gives people a feeling of pleasure and cozy.
The difference between autumn and summer is not only climatic, but also many. For example, the color contrast between autumn and summer leaves is huge. Once in the fall, the leaves on the trees are not so bright green, slowly from green to yellow, with the depth of the fall most of the tree species of leaves a golden, brilliant, in the gusts of autumn wind sweeping, pieces of yellow leaves also began to have drifted down to the earth, quite spectacular. On the countryside paths, the earthy atmosphere gradually thick up, morning exercise and evening walks, the wind blowing with a hint of coolness.
Autumn night, the moon is no longer hazy, the moon bright and bright, clear light overflowing. The heavenly music that accompanies autumn is wonderful, the sparse sound of frogs and the faint chirping of cicadas seem to convey the departure of summer. The cessation of the rain and the singing of the birds tell people that autumn has begun.
Autumn is the season of maturity and harvest. In the countryside, a golden wave of rice; on the slopes, citrus, oranges, tangerines, persimmons and other fruits; on the melon shed, climbed all over the melon vine taro and ripe fruits, waiting for the sowers of the picking, harvesting.
I like the fall. It is because it has no germs, pests attack; because it has no storms, no thunder and lightning strike; because it has no hot sun and heat of purgatory; because it has no freezing and cold cold. I like the autumn high and refreshing, like the autumn fruitful. Autumn gives me the impression, a scene, a scene, bright, clear ......
I love the autumn, appreciate the autumn, attached to the autumn of my hometown, looking forward to every year's mid-autumn in his hometown and reunion with relatives far away.
Charming Autumn
Baoji Xijie Primary School Quan Xiayang
Autumn wind blows quietly, autumn rain falls gently, autumn has come to our side unknowingly. Today, my mother took me to walk in the footsteps of autumn, looking for the figure of autumn.
I found the fall in the woods, the tall sycamore tree leaves, the autumn wind blows, the palm of the same leaves have fluttered down, it fluttered while waving to us to say: "Goodbye." And then into the embrace of the mother earth. Ginkgo tree leaves like a small golden fan, it is the most beautiful souvenir of autumn for people. Diamond poplar it, like a welcoming team arranged on both sides of the avenue, the autumn wind, the leaves will sough, it is a warm applause. Maple leaves become red, from a distance, the mountains like a layer of red veil, really beautiful! No wonder the ancients said, "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers"!
I found the fall in the park, the park chrysanthemums in full bloom, there are red, white, yellow, and black with red. The real colorful, brilliant as clouds. Some of them are in full bloom, trying to show people their beautiful posture; some are still flower buds, like a shy little girl. The autumn wind is sending their fragrance in all directions, giving people a pleasant enjoyment.
When we were going home, we passed by the market, the market is full of large pomegranates, they are in the box you squeeze me, I squeeze you, smiling from mouth to mouth, revealing crystal bright pomegranate seeds, eat a bite, it is really sweet and sour, delicious!
Ah! Autumn is all around us, its beauty is really intoxicating!
Autumn Maple Leaves Essay: Maple Appreciation
I love autumn, I love the beauty of autumn and the autumn high days, every season, the maple leaves have changed into new clothes, put on the "bright red" dress. The wind blows a cool breeze and carries the tiny maple leaves around.
In the fall, my father used to take my family to enjoy the maple trees. Below the dam of Shimen Reservoir, you can see rows and rows of maple trees, which, when you look at them from afar, look like red flames burning. As we got closer, it looked as if the lovely maple girl was welcoming us. I went to the front of the maple tree, stooped down, picked up a maple leaf, and looked around, constantly measuring its body. At that moment, I realized that the maple leaf's clothes were so special! It was flaming red, with thick ribbons and jagged lace around the edges.
My dad, mom, sister and I were enjoying the maple. My dad was taking pictures with his camera, my mom and sister were discussing the shape of the maple leaves, and I was drawing pictures with colorful pencils. We enjoyed the maple and chatted until dusk. At that time, the sun slowly set, and the golden rays shone on the flaming red maple leaves, which was really a beautiful painting. The sun not only embellishes the maple leaves with golden color, but also leaves a most beautiful and bright picture in our hearts.
I like to enjoy the maple in Shimen Reservoir. When spring comes, the maple leaves put on green clothes. In the fall, the maple leaves put on a new red coat. The maple leaves are like a magician, they change a lot, it's really interesting! In the fall, it is the most pleasant thing to enjoy the maple at Shimen Reservoir.
Golden Autumn (Scenic Essay)
The autumn wind is like a magic brush, and overnight, it dyes the blue rippling forest belt into a golden color.
Climbing up the hill, looking down, in front of me is a golden color, if you look closely, you will see the gold with a piece of red, a piece of green. Red like agate, green like emerald. There is also the level of the pond at the bottom of the mountain like a mirror, reflecting the beauty of the scene in front of you, extraordinarily good-looking.
Down the hill, the original watermelon stalls selling watermelon on the side of the road disappeared, instead of them is fragrant and crisp big apples and that cracked mouth, shells want to come out of the big red pomegranate, how to attract people to love ah!
As the saying goes, "An autumn rain is a cold, ten autumn rains to wear cotton." The autumn wind is a bit cool. Look, the road pedestrians inadvertently has changed into a thick sweater, put on a jacket, some also put on a down jacket.
In the crop fields, the golden corn like a golden mallet as flush a piece of even a piece of sorghum that red cob, like a shy little girl, red face lowered the shy head, swaying in the breeze, soybean swaying, rustling in the wind, the field like playing a chorus of nature.
In the orchard, the bright red persimmons were like little lanterns hanging high on the branches, and the branches looked like they were about to be broken, and there were bunches of purple grapes with crystal dewdrops, like crystals flashing a colorful light under the sunlight.
I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I love this bountiful, golden fall.
Golden autumn
Time keeps flowing forward, the weather is gradually cooler, the noisy cicadas are blown away by the autumn, in its place is the evening steps in the slate cracks in the cricket's lamentation. Ah! That lovely fall had come at last.
Autumn, more than the spring is a thriving scene, flowers and trees in the spring is certainly beautiful, however, fruitful autumn is through the joy of the harvest; autumn, more than the summer has a colorful scene, the summer of dense foliage, although fascinating, however, the golden leaves full of autumn is more pleasant; autumn, more than the winter has a vibrant scene, the snow-covered winter is certainly lovely, however, the melons and fruits of the golden autumn is more refreshing. The snowy winter is lovely, but the golden autumn of melons and fruits is more colorful and splendid. Autumn came to the woods, from a distance, the yellow leaves fall like a group of pairs of golden butterflies, they are tired of flying, fell to my shoulders, head, feet. They were tired of flying and landed on my shoulders, head, and feet. They brought my thoughts from the green summer to the golden autumn. I turned around, a peach leaf fell beside me, I bent down to pick up, hold in my hand, carefully examine, so special a piece of autumn leaves ah! It has not been in a hurry to completely retreat green, still exudes a strong aroma. Autumn came to the orchard, persimmons bent down to take a bow on the pressure of the branch is about to break, lychee sister is too fat, broke the dress, revealing a bulging, white belly. Large apples hanging all over the branches, showing a sweet smile, or shy, or bold. Autumn girl came to the farmland, corn can be happy, it deliberately changed a new golden coat, grinning, revealing a mouth full of golden teeth; tomatoes in order to make themselves more beautiful, they will put lipstick on the face; potatoes may be too high excitement, the green mouth of its smile broken, revealing a yellow tongue. Autumn came to the garden, which became a paradise for chrysanthemums. They may like this heavy gold color, so they choose to bloom their beauty in the fall. There are so many colors of chrysanthemums: yellow, pink, white ...... The big flower with curly petals looks like a little girl with curly hair. Linger in the chrysanthemum garden or enjoy a pot of colorful chrysanthemums alone, and slowly get intoxicated in that fragrance. Autumn, to the earth to bring a golden yellow, to the blue sky to send cotton-like clouds. Autumn wind, cool as water, with a hint of coldness dyed yellow world.
I love this season of autumn!
I love autumn with its leafy, simple chrysanthemums.
I love the unique, brilliant, golden autumn scenery.
Autumn, really a harvest season, the sound of lawnmowers, children's laughter, adults talking and laughing these sounds blended together to form a symphony of "Golden Autumn".
Autumn
You came quietly, silently, in a blink of an eye, the earth was clothed in gold.
You quietly came into the field, into the field, wheat flavor four floating, the acres of crops, from a distance it looks like rolling thousands of waves; close to see, wheat, smiled and bent waist, sorghum red face, corn open arms, the ground is busy and the people, "sing a song ah harvest song, harvested wheat, harvested sorghum ah, harvested corn, harvested soybeans ah, harvested and sent to the country ah." The song speaks of the joy of the autumn harvest in the farmhouse.
You come quietly, bring a see yellow clothes, a see red clothes, look at the side of the mountain, like a layer of gold. Floating leisurely from above flying down countless yellow butterflies, a group of hovering in mid-air, I do not know how long after the deep yellow dress into light yellow; light yellow and into Heshi, you see, it is more like a naughty little kid, look at the mountains over there, sorghum as drunk, is simply a sea of red, covering half of the sky, and haze together, red like flames like burning. This yellow and red together, giving a kind of indescribable warmth, and even forget that in a few days, the cold winter is coming.
You quietly came, brought the beautiful autumn light beautiful scenery, brought the fruitful, listen, drums and gongs, so lively, busy people face a year of inner pressure can not be suppressed joy: "ushered in another year of harvest."
I am fascinated by autumn! Autumn - a colorful time, a time of fruit harvest, a time of prosperity.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming, it will be magic like the mountains of pearl leaves have changed (change "change" into "dye", is not better?). into colorful. It also rolled up a gust of autumn wind, blew down the leaves of the branches.
Picking up a leaf of the ironwood tree, I saw that the hard stalk of the tree was divided into many slender leaves, like a sharp sword. (Meticulous observation, the analogy is also very graphic!) If you are not careful to touch it, will be pricked by pain, perhaps it is called the reason for the iron tree! If you look closely, you will find that although the leaves of the iron tree are very hard, they are delicate and smooth to the touch. (Observe from different angles, good habit!) In the fall it wears a green coat all over its body, and occasionally there are a few yellow spots! In the wintry autumn wind, it is like a strong warrior, here is the reason why this like it.
Ginkgo biloba is even more beautiful. It seems like a small and exquisite treasure fan. In the early fall, it is still green, a few autumn winds, it gradually turns yellow, and in the end, it becomes golden yellow. (Notice how the leaves change color in the fall.) I like the ginkgo biloba leaves that fall on the ground the most, you see those baby leaves say goodbye to the tree mother, like beautiful butterflies fluttering and fluttering into the earth. Those golden leaves are like a handful of broken gold in the sunlight, adding a gorgeous touch to this autumn color. (What a beautiful association that adds color to the article!)
"I say autumn is better than spring tide." (Ending with a verse, the language is so refined that it is worth a thousand words.) I think Liu Yuxi's line exactly speaks to the characteristics of autumn. Some people say that autumn is golden, but I think it is colorful, and it is far more colorful than spring. Hehe! I love these beautiful leaves, and I love this colorful fall even more.
Overall comments:
(This article was provided by Ms. Wu Ling, a teacher from the South Division Elementary School, who provided comments.)
Reading Xiao Yichuan students of this exercise, which was also struck by the beautiful autumn colors, he observed this autumn with a child's unique perspective, carefully observed the shape, color, feel and other characteristics of the leaves, and then add a lovely and rich associations, so that we read as if we were in the nature of the autumn colors, but also really feel the love of the young author of the life, the nature, is really a beautiful article!
This is a beautiful piece of writing.
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Autumn leaves
Summer is over, the autumn mother is busy putting on the trees in gold, as high as a vast sea of gold. Autumn wind swept, the leaves have fallen, some like a butterfly dancing, some like a yellow warbler flying lightly, and some like a dancer as light spinning. The ground is covered with leaves, like a thick golden carpet.
I think spring is not as beautiful as fall!
Look, there's another leaf falling. I rushed over and caught it with both hands. The leaf was like a golden "boat". I think, it wants to put into the embrace of the river before falling, right? So, I gently put this leaf into the river. The water in the river rattled, like an applause, and the "boat" gently rotated, as if saying goodbye to me, and then began its interesting voyage.
Then, a willow leaf quietly fell on my feet, I picked up a look, ah! I picked it up and saw that it was still green! I couldn't help but secretly guess: it probably saw its sisters falling and wanted to play on the ground too, so it couldn't resist jumping down. As I thought, I carefully made it into a leaf whistle and blew it out. It sounded like a shepherd's flute!
The treetops were bald, and fall was coming to an end. I picked up a few leaves to welcome the next even more beautiful autumn.
Respondent: Komatsu Blog - Director Grade 17 10-22 11:26
Autumn Leaves
In my eyes, autumn is a festival where the earth and the leaves gather. Some of them dance and throw themselves into the embrace of the earth, while others roam the sky and begin their thrilling voyage.
One day, I rode my bike to a small park bordered by a natural lake, with a few pots of small, solitary flowers and many large trees. The breeze was blowing and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. At that moment, a small leaf fell from the sky, I rushed forward, stretched out my hands and caught this lovely little thing. I compared the leaves of several large trees, trying to help it find its "home". But after half a day of searching, nothing, I seem to have lost confidence, this may be an "orphan" it. I picked up this poor leaf, carefully scrutinized it, looks like a small fan, a little like ginkgo biloba, but not. It also has a very beautiful coat, you see, it is red with yellow, yellow with red, beautiful! It is also slippery and cool to the touch. This is ...... me smell a fragrance, what is this? I feel strange.
Is it possible that this fragrance is emanating from the leaves? I can't believe that the leaf in my hand could have such a great charm, but I can't help but bring it up to my nose, and oh my god, it really is it! A leaf can also emit such a charming fragrance, I feel surprised. But so fragrant, is it ......
I thought, while walking toward the lake to the small tree, great! I helped it find a "home"! I was so happy, but when I thought that this cute little thing was going to leave me, I felt a little sad. But I can not help it, I know it also needs "home" ah, I have to reluctantly put it in the branches of the tree, although it has yellowed, but at least it can still feel the warmth of home.
I think: people often praise the beauty of the flower, the tree's tall and straight, the grass of selflessness, but never see the charm of the leaves, but in my heart, the leaves are the most beautiful.
I love the leaves, and I love the leaves in the fall.
Autumn in Shenzhen
Shenzhen's autumn has come, living in the people between the flow of traffic, but people are oblivious! Even if you take a car to walk through the mountains outside of the mountains, full of green still make people believe that in the passion of the summer! The temperature is still more than 30 degrees, the slight temperature difference does not affect the men bare belly sleep until dawn ...... The four seasons like spring in the south, even let a person feel the fall, winter two words whether there is a need to exist.
So I thought of the fall of Chuan Dong, full of golden yellow and full of trees red enough to show that this is a harvest season: rice is yellow, full of field buds is yellow; peanuts are white, the ground spit floss cotton is also white ...... Autumn is fruitful, autumn is busy, when people like ants move the fruit of the harvest to their own houses, eaves field, leaving a large area of a large area of bare body of the yellow earth .... An autumn wind blew, the yellow leaves gave up the struggle of the posture, fell into a beautiful poem ..... Autumn in the hometown, always so with the most direct writing impact on people's sight!
Like the four distinct seasons of Sichuan, but more touched by the hustle and bustle of Shenzhen. Shenzhen, the paradise of dreaming and dreaming, the paradise of success, every day, busy feet in the non-stop chase of the heart's hope, the painstaking search is not the farmers to harvest the "grain" and "buds"? Every day in Shenzhen is actually a busy harvest of the fall, only, the pastime of wine and liquor, greatly diluted the concept of autumn!
But there should always be a word for fall in the minds of Shenzheners, right? At this point, perhaps a cold will let you know exactly what is coming in the fall. One morning, when you get up and feel a little sore throat, and then the next day and snot long flow, congratulations, the gods of the four seasons has sent you a greeting text message: Shenzhen people, autumn is coming!
Shenzhen's fall, so with the cold as the shadow comes, if this fall cold has never patronized you, congratulations, you can completely ignore the existence of the fall of Shenzhen!
Respondent: azse - child 10-16 19:51
Early fall day, cold night
memories slowly come
True love is like a falling leaf
why should we be separated
Gray days alone
City of the old
Truly lonely walk through the sad
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I'm not sure if it's a good idea to be a woman in the world.
The heart is broken, but I still want to be strong
I want to put on a coat for you
The weather is cold, you have to take care of yourself
No one will love you more than I do
To tell you that on every
night that I think of you
I'm weak from crying
Let the winds of autumn take my thoughts away
Take away my tears
The winds of autumn take away my tears
The winds of winter take away my tears
The winds of summer take away my tears
And I'm still waiting for you. >In my eyes, fall is a festival where the earth and the leaves gather. Some of them dance and throw themselves into the embrace of the earth, while others roam the sky and begin their own thrilling voyage.
One day, I rode my bike to a small park bordered by a natural lake, with a few pots of small, solitary flowers and many large trees. The breeze was blowing and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. At that moment, a small leaf fell from the sky, I rushed forward, stretched out my hands and caught this lovely little thing. I compared the leaves of several large trees, trying to help it find its "home". But after half a day of searching, nothing, I seem to have lost confidence, this may be an "orphan" it. I picked up this poor leaf, carefully scrutinized it, looks like a small fan, a little like ginkgo biloba, but not. It also has a very beautiful coat, you see, it is red with yellow, yellow with red, beautiful! It is also smooth and cool to the touch. This is ...... me smell a fragrance, what is this? I feel strange.
Is it possible that this fragrance is emanating from the leaves? I can't believe that the leaf in my hand could have such a great charm, but I can't help but bring it up to my nose, and oh my god, it really is it! A leaf can also emit such a charming fragrance, I feel surprised. But so fragrant, is it ......
I thought, while walking toward the lake to the small tree, great! I helped it find a "home"! I was so happy, but when I thought that this cute little thing was going to leave me, I felt a little sad. But I can not help it, I know it also needs "home" ah, I have to reluctantly put it in the branches of the tree, although it has yellowed, but at least it can still feel the warmth of home.
I think: people often praise the beauty of the flower, the tree's tall and straight, the grass of selflessness, but never see the charm of the leaves, but in my heart, the leaves are the most beautiful.
I love the leaves, and more love the leaves in the fall.
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Early fall days, cold nights
Memories come slowly
True love is like falling leaves
Why are they separated
Old places in the city
Really lonely through the sadness
Broken heart and still trying to be strong
Wanting to put a coat on you
The weather is cold, you have to take care of yourself
No one loves you more than I do
Tell you that in each
Night I think of you
I am weak to cry
I am crying.
Let the autumn wind take away my thoughts
Take away my tears
I have also been quietly waiting at
the place where we met
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The fall of Shenzhen
The fall of Shenzhen has already come, living in the people between the flow of traffic, but do not know! Even if you take a car and walk through the mountains, the green hills still make people believe that they are in the heat of the summer! The temperature is still more than 30 degrees, the slight temperature difference does not affect the men bare belly sleep until dawn ...... The four seasons like spring in the south, even let a person feel the fall, winter two words whether there is a need to exist.
So I thought of the fall of Chuan Dong, full of golden yellow and full of trees red enough to show that this is a harvest season: rice is yellow, full of field buds is yellow; peanuts are white, the ground spit floss cotton is also white ...... Autumn is fruitful, autumn is busy, when people like ants move the fruit of the harvest to their own houses, eaves field, leaving a large area of a large area of bare body of the yellow earth .... An autumn wind blew, the yellow leaves gave up the struggle of the posture, fell into a beautiful poem ..... Autumn in the hometown, always so with the most direct writing impact on people's sight!
Like the four distinct seasons of Sichuan, but more touched by the hustle and bustle of Shenzhen. Shenzhen, the paradise of dreaming and dreaming, the paradise of success, every day, busy feet in the non-stop chase of the heart's hope, the painstaking search is not the farmers to harvest the "grain" and "buds"? Every day in Shenzhen is actually a busy harvest of the fall, only, the pastime of wine and liquor, greatly diluted the concept of autumn!
But there should always be a word for fall in the minds of Shenzheners, right? At this point, perhaps a cold will let you know exactly what is coming in the fall. One morning, when you get up and feel a little sore throat, and then the next day and snot long flow, congratulations, the gods of the four seasons has sent you a greeting text message: Shenzhen people, autumn is coming!
Shenzhen's fall, so with the cold as the shadow comes, if this fall cold has never patronized you, congratulations, you can completely ignore the existence of the fall of Shenzhen!
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Into the fall
Walking in the fall,
Autumn air is more refreshing;
Walking in the fall,
Autumn field are more charming.
Autumn winds swim in the river,
Autumn winds walk on the grass,
Autumn winds chase in the forest,
Autumn winds play in the clouds ......
Autumn winds ripen red apples,
Autumn winds color bunches of grapes,
Autumn winds stain a bunch of grapes,
Autumn winds smear a bunch of grapes in the sky.
Autumn winds have yellowed a duck pear,
Autumn winds have reddened a pomegranate ......
Maize has lifted up its chest,
Sorghum has composed a wine song,
Rice has smiled and stooped over,
Autumn, you have quietly put on the world's colorful dress,
also put the colorful dreams into people's minds. colorful dreams into people's hearts,
It brings us beauty, harvest and hope,
I love you, autumn!
Feelings of Autumn
It's already December, the leaves on the trees have long been yellow, but there are still most of them hanging on the branches.
At night, in the dim streetlights, what I saw was a golden splendor of the trees, and for a moment, I was frozen.
Looking at the fairy tale-like golden tree, clattering and flapping his branches and leaves, I actually had a kind of tears to fall moved.
I always thought that the fall, dead leaves, just represents the depression and loneliness. Autumn winds and rains are sad to kill, the ancients for the description of autumn is also mostly so:
Professor of the state of autumn is also, its color is bleak, the smoke faye cloud convergence; ......
The gas is cold and cold, the bones of the people; the meaning of the depression, the mountains and rivers are very lonely.
Guess what it is for the sound is also, bleakly, hooting and hollering.
Listening to the sound of autumn, watching the leaves fall one by one, is a parting, but also the exhaustion and fading of life. Bleakness, reluctance and helplessness always lingers in my heart. I appreciate the wind and clouds of autumn. I am enamored of her elegance, but at the same time always inevitably fall into the bleak mood.
And today, this splendor suddenly gave me a sense of strength.
The tree, alone, persistent almost stubbornly stood there, with branches full of gold, strong in the wind.
Turns out, fall is also rigidity. It is persistence and endurance.
Flowers in the autumn wind
This year's autumn came early, but as a woman of two or eight Shan's lotus gently swaying, that gorgeous yellow leaves can not bear to fall, I do not know what the red vines climbing the walls of the hedge called, every time you walk on this path, can not help but look at the stops, I think my look must be joyful, in the ancient poems rendered by the sadness of the desolate autumn, there are In this autumn, which has been rendered dull and sad by ancient poems, there are such passionate and fiery colors how can we not call for a surge of heart. As if the autumn wind is also in love with this season, soft and warm. The sunlight is just right to warm my bare skin, the whole person can not help but intoxicated. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service, and then you'll be able to get a good deal on a new one.
Since Tao Yuanming sang about chrysanthemums, "the chrysanthemums are open in the forest, and the pines are crowned with rocks. After Tao Yuanming sang about chrysanthemums, "The chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and the pines crown the rocks." After Tao Yuanming sang about the chrysanthemums, "The chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and the pines crown the rocks. Imagine a night of frost all over the blue tile, the banana does not show, lotus failure lotus withered, red withered green fall, but "chrysanthemum stamens only full of branches", will be how the surprise it. No wonder the Ming Dynasty poet Gaoqi in the "autumn color pale people want to be drunk, the cold fragrance of cold butterflies" in the autumn to sit on the quiet Xuan Poetry. At this time if there is wine, there is a confidant, chanting the wind and the moon, put the chrysanthemum, opposite is the beloved, almond eyes, peach gills, willow eyebrow cherry lips, finger delicate, smiling like spring, or he is long eyebrows, starry eyes, slightly drunken, fluttering sleeves, this scene is how the flavor of the thousands of it. Of course, it is best to find a chrysanthemum in a place where the sky is clear and the clouds are light, to enjoy the fun of life, the flavor of which can be experienced by non-mundane mediocre ah.
Su Shi praised the chrysanthemums, "the light muscle and weak bones of the chrysanthemums, but also the golden stamens of the chrysanthemums flooding the clouds," wrote the chrysanthemums, florid posture, the poet Qu Yuan, "drink the dew of the chrysanthemums of the autumn, the chrysanthemums of the fall of the Ying," the chrysanthemums will be the juice of life to sip and The poet Qu Yuan "sipped the chrysanthemum as the sap of life and left a good reputation for generations to come, writing out the ultimate charm of the chrysanthemum". Li Shangyin's "dark and pale purple, melting and harmonious yellow" dyed the chrysanthemum's gracefulness and tenderness. In ancient times, women were smart and sentimental, and also used chrysanthemum as a metaphor for their hearts, such as Zhu Shujin's "The earth flower can be white and red, and I still love this work in the late season. Would rather hold incense branches old, not with the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind," said the same with the chrysanthemum of the lonely and proud, and Li Qingzhao, "DongLi put wine after dusk, there is a dark scent of sleeve" ambiguity has been on the chrysanthemum from the heart of the favor. In any case, the ancient writers have written about the fragrance of chrysanthemums, style, heterogeneity, and oddity, dashingly decorating the world of chrysanthemums with infinite bones. Only Tang Huang Chao "chrysanthemum poem" "soughing west wind planted all over the yard, the stamen cold incense cold butterfly is difficult to come; in other years, if I'm green emperor, report and peach blossom a place to bloom" and "not the first after the end of the chrysanthemum" "to be in the fall to the September 8, my flowers bloomed all the white flowers brake; rushing incense array through the Chang'an, full of the city with the Golden Armor "in the end of chrysanthemums with a heavy killing, people have a heart palpitating and terrified. I am a weak woman, hard to see the chrysanthemum as a golden helmet and iron armor. And "how many end of the world has not returned to the guest, all borrowed hedges to see the autumn wind" really want to see the frost and stand independent branches of the chrysanthemums, so that they can walk alone to complete the journey of life, right.
Since chrysanthemums have so many meanings, its name must also be the superbly ethereal, named after the color of the flower: "Empty Valley Spring", "yellow warbler out of the valley", "Jade Crab Ice Plate "Green and red" and so on. Or to identify the petals of the flower and named after its shape, such as: "wind hibiscus", "pine forest hanging snow". There are also flowers in the shape of the name such as "gold thread hanging beads", "ten feet of pearl curtain", etc., as well as historical figures and stories named, such as "Chang'e to the moon", "Xiangfei drumming", "Xiangfei drumming", "Chang'e to the moon". "Xiangfei drums" and so on. All in all, behind a flower hides people's countless wishes and aspirations, which makes people think a lot.
Chrysanthemum in addition to ornamental and immersion, there are many practical value. It can be used as medicine, brewed wine, made into tea, and for health maintenance. Today's most popular South Korea's new new romanticism helmsman Kim Ha-in is the interpretation of chrysanthemum into the taste of love, romantic and pure.
Autumn wind, autumn rain and sadness
Goose passes through the autumn sky and the night is in the middle of the night
The wind back to the pond is a clear madness
The years are like arrows and a few things
The autumn moon and the autumn night and the autumn day are long.
The night is late, and people don't sleep．
There are a few stars outside the window, the bright moon is full, but it is bleak, cold. The bright moon which will solve the heart of the people hate, still through the clouds will be the 10,000 points of light diffuse in the high still luxuriant green treetops, the distant rolling hills in the night more cold pale, according to the west wind inadvertently whisked over the fence wall in the day in the green of the vines. It is late at night, I can see a few fireflies inhabiting the weeds, cowering, perhaps doing a dream about the summer. Sparse stars in the night sky, actually flew over a goose, afraid to leave the group lost companion, wandering, circling, occasionally heard one or two shrill honk, cut through the clothes of the night, suddenly swept sharply through the treetops, abruptly disappeared. At this time the ears vaguely came from the sound of silk and bamboo, listen carefully, but it is that kind of melancholy cold, such as marble columns mottled diagonal lines. Who is the woman of the house will be that brocade popping, low told me: the fall is coming.