The early fall sunlight, on a quiet afternoon, cascades down through the dense foliage and falls onto the street tiles, speckled like crushed silver. The sky still follows the heat of late summer, only one morning and one evening, when you stand on the balcony to look at the buildings across the street, or at night when you open the window to sleep, the autumn wind will send a wisp of coolness, such as clear streams, soaked through the sensitive skin. Autumn ripening scene from the description of the autumn article read in the city is not felt, the spectacular and fascinating scene will always belong to the countryside, and all the memories of the countryside, have been into the depths of life, gradually fading away. Year after year, I always like to walk on the street, melt their silhouettes into the autumn day by day with the deep and falling leaves, shoulders and feet, all yellowish leaves, or occasionally due to the wind and dance around. That's the landscape I'm enamored with, and in the thick of it, I can subtly perceive a maturity and gravity.
I walked, alone, walking in this autumn afternoon, as I am in a cozy room, make a cup of tea, in a favorite book march. As I walk in the jungle of words, waiting for a wonderful depiction to hit my heart, at this moment, I long to meet with a piece of fallen leaves, mingled with a kind of poetic state of mind, calm, with a little bit of sentimentality. I tend to favor this kind of atmosphere, I can be free to appreciate and contemplate very calmly, to obtain the peace of soul and the rise of a certain feeling deep inside. As I was thinking about it, a leaf left its branch, limply fluttered up and down in the air, and landed slowly. It landed calmly on top of my head with no sound, no weight at all, and if my hair was still as thick and dark as it was years ago, I wouldn't have felt its presence at all. Perhaps the top of my head was too slippery for it to hang on to, and it fell quickly with the motion of my walk. I caught it, cupped my hands and scrutinized it. It was a sycamore leaf, shaped like a bushel, that had lost its green color and become a crystal clear yellow, as lovely as a tobacco leaf. It is certainly not the first leaf from this tree, let alone the first leaf of this fall, but it is the first leaf I have harvested from this tree, from this fall, and I am going to put it in my book, and put some of the seasons' imprints on the white pages of the book, and make the fragrance of the block letters even stronger. This leaf is so big, like human blood vessels like thick and thin staggered meridians record the course of life, although already withered, about to dry up, but still shows the gravity and solemnity of life.
I read the related life, but also think of people. Above my head, the canopy of this huge sycamore tree seems to be a small microcosm of human society. The branches are connected, the leaves are more than shoulder to shoulder, is not just like a crowded population, each other, the human beings? Some leaves are still green, some leaves have been yellow, some leaves have not yet been born, some leaves have fallen, is not just like the reproduction of the people of the earth? Life in one life, also like the leaves in the tree, although it has also been decorated for the summer color dedication droplets of verdure, but ultimately out of the spring through the experience of Xia after the autumn to winter, out of the tree from the final curtain of the natural destiny. Think of those who are bent on competing for fame and fortune, the people who have no peace of mind in their lives, they can not transcend themselves and trapped in a lifetime of burden for deep sighs of regret. In the world for a time, can do a free, stretching green leaves, to release their life energy, to complete an unrestrained poetic travel is enough, why bother to squeeze with people, and people fight it? When the fall of life comes, also like this leaf in my hand, accompanied by elegant dance, gently, quietly, with a smile of indifference, fall into the universe of eternity. Chest of heaven and earth as wide as the openness, as well as the concept of assimilation with all things, the fall will also be quiet beautiful, magnificent, such as the newborn as beautiful.
The leaves fall silently. There is no wind, the autumn sunlight gently touched every leaf, the earth is silent, all the living beings are sleeping peacefully in its arms. That leaf in my hand, in the gaze of my eyes and the exploration of my mind, had a marvelous link with something inside me. It stirred my infinite heart, so much so that I lost myself in boundless reverie ......
I landed from the heavenly realm
Zimo
I am a spirit of the heavenly realm, and the Jade Emperor is my uncle, so before I was fifteen years old I lived happily in the heavenly realm without restraint, and on the days of the full moon, I I like to go to Chang'e's chambers to eat grapes, drink the "crystal" cocktails on earth, and then, leaning on Chang'e's sister's shoulder, listening to her tell the story of the sorrows and joys of the world.
I asked Chang E sister: "Is there really true love on earth?" Chang'e sister stroked my head of curly hair and sighed softly, "The true love on earth heaven will never perceive!" Sister told the time, slightly frowned, many, many stories may be hidden in the sister's frown.
Because of those stories of Chang'e sister, I was curious about the earth, I climbed to the top of the big tree in the Moon Cold Palace, through the Moon Cold Palace wall, vaguely peeping at the earth.
The tree in the Moon Palace is divine, and it records every true love, every sigh, and every touch on earth. In this emotional transmission of true feelings, sighs, and touches, I began to yearn for the earth.
As I said, I am a genie, a genie that can not be imprisoned, my arrogance unrestrained, my naughty capriciousness every moment in the wanton breeding. Walking through the moon old man's marriage room, the moon old man's snoring over a red rope fell heavily on the red carpet. I had a mischievous impulse to find out with whom I should be destined in this life. So, I hold this end of the rope slowly towards the unknown end, I saw the name at that end, and the phantom with black wings, I have been familiar with every corner of the heavenly realm, I yearn for the life on earth, so I secretly remove the red thread hanging on that end, and then sifted through them one by one, and finally, stopped on top of the name of Dust, which was a dashing young man, with an aura of spirituality in his body, I thought that this was the person I should attach myself to, and that I should be the one to whom I should attach myself. I think this is the person I should cling to for life.
My willfulness was finally punished, I changed from a spirit to a fish with a long tail, I was relegated to the earth, the moon old man's marriage line will lead me to the side of the dust, and at this time, half of my body is a shiny fish, and the other half of my face is endowed with the spirit of the green skirt, I fell in the dust of the compound, the sky, two meteors vertical drop, that is my A pair of eyes, the left side of the "sadness" right side of the "happiness", so I want to look at the earth through the sadness and happiness.
Dust
I am a boy with happiness written on my body. I don't know why my mother named me "Dust", is it because she wants me to get rid of the pain of the world? Or do you want to live forever like dust? But I was happy to be a happy young man in the midst of the cares of the world. I am the envy of all the surrounding crowd familiar with my son, because I still have a lot of very young, I know that this is the gift of God to me, I know from a very young age to have a grateful heart, and know how to treat all the people around me, including all living things.
Meteors falling vertically in the night sky, the night suddenly a white day, the wall of the petunias are still happily entangled in the turquoise branches and leaves, crickets are still hiding in the cracks of the wall mumble low, the front of the yellow light in the swim, I ambled to see in the cracks of the square tiles actually have a beautiful fish. : "Throw it away! This is an ominous thing," said my mother, repeatedly looking at the fish's left and right: my mother is a believer in the gods, and she thought that the fish's body Juan carved with the beautiful face of a young girl, it must be a cursed demon.
"No, her eyes with sadness and happiness, must be a spiritual life" So I took this beautiful girl fish to the living room fish tank, carefully put down.
Zimo
I know that there is a witch's spell in my body, and it is me who broke the heavenly rules of the heavenly realm and messed up the marriage between heaven and earth, so seeing the dust is an inescapable reality of fate, and my love will eventually take root in a corner in silence, however, fish are not allowed to marry human beings, and this is the heaven's punishment for me.
When I landed, Chang'e sister said to me: "Zimo, three years of punishment, I hope you face life bravely, after three years, I will use my divine spell to help you return to heaven from earth.
Three years, I wandered in Dust's fishbowl, I did not feel lonely, because Dust's figure walks by my side, I feel immensely gratified, I don't know why I began to change, no longer wilful, no longer pampered, and my eyes show the most love.
I don't know when I began to stay home, began to stay in the living room of the fish tank, began to stay in the beautiful fish, sleep I dreamed that the fish is a beautiful young girl, wearing emerald green shirt, holding my hand in the seaside walk, gravel stepped on the foot of the happy gasp, seawater embraced our indulgence of laughter. I know I am in love with the fish, and it is ultimately my beautiful dream, I hope that in my radiant life, there will be such a beautiful lover.
Zimo
In the last hours of the three years, I received a message from Chang'e sister to help me return to the heavenly realm during the three hours of the full moon, and at the moment of the full moon, I finally returned to my elfin body, however, I was so in love with the earth, and the days of dust.
I started to busy myself in Dust's residence, and I wanted to spend a romantic Mid-Autumn Festival night with Dust. I used the craftsmanship that I learned from my sister Chang'e to carefully make a plate of mooncakes with exquisite workmanship, sprinkled with turquoise agar on top, and then opened the "crystal" cocktail, sitting in the dust's living room, waiting for the dust to smell the aroma to come.
Dust looked at me with surprise, and then gently embraced me into the arms of the three years, the first time I stayed in tears, the left eye flow is sad, the right eye flow is happy. I lay in the arms of the dust deep sleep.
Wind and dust
I embraced my beautiful lover, I knew she was the beautiful fish I saw in my dream, I hugged and embraced hard. However, she slept, forever, and for the first time my tired eyes cried, and for the first time in my life I tasted pain.
For three years, no matter what, I could not walk out of that sorrowful sentiment, and every time the moon rose, I prayed devoutly, praying for my beloved to return to my side.
Zimo
Sleeping on Dust's chest is so warm, but I forgot Chang'e sister's advice, the moon began to dim, I missed the time to return to Heaven, and became a ghost wandering between heaven and earth, I have no regrets, because I tasted the true love of the world, and I know what it means to be "happy"! What is called "pain"!
Chang'e sister told me: "Zimo, the Jade Emperor has forgiven you, but there are two conditions for you to choose, one, return to the heavenly realm, never touch the earth, do a happy elf. Two, if you return to the earth, you need to retire that scales in three years, and in this painful process of metamorphosis, the only thing that can save you is the true love of the earth.
Afterword: In the bustling city, Dust met a young girl wearing a green dress and a head of curly hair, and at the moment of eye contact, time began to stand still.