Autumn in Nanchang is a bit unusual. It was clear in Wan Li, but suddenly it rained. Autumn rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves a soft net, looking at the whole autumn world, and also nets my heart. The sky suddenly darkened, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. That pile of gray clouds in the sky; Like white powder peeling off the roof. Under the cover of this old roof, everything looks extremely dull. At this time, all the buildings here are now the remains of ancient Roman architecture. Quietly in the rustling autumn rain, remembering the glorious past. It's raining quietly, only the thin sound of rain. The orange-red house, like an old monk in bright robes, hung his hands and closed his eyes, and was baptized by the rain. It is such autumn rain that beckons to my heart. Only then do I feel that autumn in Nanchang has finally come. I shivered unintentionally. It's cold!
The plants and animals here don't seem to know this beautiful autumn. Autumn does not bring gold to plants, they are still green; The animals are still alive and kicking in Meiling Mountain, and they are not ready to hibernate. Swallows in the sky are still flying freely and have not moved their hometown.
It was already dark and the moon was high in the sky. Looking up at the moon reminds me of a poem, "the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frosted?" Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home. Even so, seeing the autumn moon is like seeing your hometown and endless fantasy.
The trees there are all covered with gold, so is rice. We can often see those farmers harvesting in autumn, and some people are sowing wheat. Some are harvesting rice. They skillfully wave their sickles, which naturally dance in their hands. Golden autumn leaves fall from the sky from time to time and fall on every worker, putting them in a beautiful golden coat. The beautiful lotus pond in the past has withered and lost its former style. Only a few people with strong vitality are still standing in the water, and those waiting for it are all lying in the water, as if they didn't resist. Look at that big river, there is no running water, and both sides of the river bottom are covered with branches and leaves, which is like a miracle of ancient culture. The whole riverbed is like an uncanny workmanship, which embodies the crystallization of workers and shows the real arrival of autumn. All the weeds are waiting for the "spring breeze blowing high" in the coming year! I couldn't help laughing when I saw their happy smiling faces during the autumn harvest.
Looking at the moon, I saw Meiling again. All the plants on the mountain are black, but the black reveals green without a trace of yellow. It seems that their vitality is still very strong. I wonder if they are a little sad. Why is there autumn in such a good living environment? The birthright of autumn has come, but the heart of autumn has stayed in the north. It seems that this autumn still prefers the north. They don't care about the feeling of autumn, but they have to go in four seasons.
Autumn is always full of holy words. The phrase "It's a cool autumn" also makes us realize the hidden feelings about life. We also remember that the phrase "all trees are in autumn, and only mountains fall" has also been confirmed in this season. If painted well, it will be a wonderful scenery. But I remember that the whole poem is about the anguish of helplessness. This is the earliest proof that human feelings pollute nature. It really spoils the fun. I admire it with awe. If the weather in this autumn is not so refreshing and clear, whose autumn scenery is in harmony with the mood. Artistic conception and poetry are obvious. Although I am worried, I miss my friends. There is a poem that says, "I wish you would pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival". In this picturesque Qiu Li, it is not enough to thank the world if you don't get drunk.
There have been ancient poems on Meiling Mountain in Nanchang since ancient times, but they are always sad, and women can always change something from time to time in the spread of literary history. On the other hand, to appreciate the autumn in Nanchang, we must always keep a quiet mind and have a mentality of being ready to melt it at any time, not just as scenery or embellishment. If you abuse autumn with poverty, you will inevitably get lost. When you wipe the autumn with a quiet heart, from every angle of autumn, your feelings must be from the smallest to the deepest and most sincere.
It seems a pity to miss spring, but it seems a great regret to miss autumn.
Now it seems that there is not much difference between autumn in my hometown and autumn in Nanchang, but it is only a matter of time. Autumn in my hometown has long been missed. Why miss the autumn in Nanchang?
A gust of autumn wind is blowing, so cold! Autumn in Nanchang has finally come.