Autumn Rain Zhang Baotong 2017.9.27

Autumn showers hit the window, sorrow ripples floating in the heart, autumn wind and autumn rain are cool in autumn, autumn mountains and autumn water and autumn leaves are long.

The autumn rain was pouring down for a few days, and the sound of rain was full of light outside the window. Sitting against the window, looking up at the sky, the red dust is swirling, and the fragrance of the years is like rain, all falling quietly in my heart.

The sky was gloomy and gray, the farmhouses were soaked with rain, the distant mountains and water were misty, and the sky and the earth seemed to be hung with a curtain of rain. At this time, the crickets could no longer be heard, and the birds flew back to the high branches, quietly admiring the autumn rain.

It's been a long time since I've been home in the fall, and my hometown feels a lot different. The most obvious thing is that there is a lot of rain in autumn in my hometown, and the autumn rain and autumn coolness make people feel deeply sad.

I opened the window and let the damp cool breeze blow by, and the boundless autumn thoughts flew through the rain curtain like a bird, looking for a dreamlike past in the sad autumn stream. My heart is like a winged swallow, flying to the boundless horizon in the rain.

The computer is playing an autumn song, which is played on the piano, the sound of the piano is euphemistic, the song is long, like a melancholy under the autumn moon, ethereal in the soft moonlight. The love in the autumn rain is so pure that it does not touch a trace of red dust, and the heartbeat of love is as wonderful as music.

The impression of autumn is always high and cloudy, and the sun is shining. We often go up to the high hills together to see the wild chrysanthemum-like autumn colors. However, the chrysanthemums did not bloom, and the shade of the mountain gathered a faint confusion on the edge of the forest at the bottom of the mountain, like a dream of a previous life.

A few days later, there was an autumn rain, the temperature became more and more cloudy, we came to the high hill again, and saw that the vast hillside was pale yellow, and the wild chrysanthemum was like a legendary color spread in front of our eyes, just like the confused dream of the previous life. We went down to the hillside, picked wild chrysanthemums, watched and smelled, and let the fragrance of chrysanthemums permeate our hearts.

When I was a freshman in high school, my second uncle wanted to take me to Xi'an to go to school, and I had to leave my hometown from then on. The night before he left home, he came to the back of my house, and we stood through the window in the autumn rain, clinging to each other, until the middle of the night, when the rooster crowed, he hurried away in the rain. It wasn't until I came back for the Chinese New Year the following year that I learned that he had died of acute pneumonia shortly after I left home. I knew that he died of illness because of me, but I couldn't tell anyone about it, so I could only bury him and this secret in my heart.

Every autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn cool season, I will think of him, and miss him in a way of nostalgia and sadness. I'll put on a piece of sad music to bring my mind back to the long past. Sometimes I would go back to my hometown and go up to the high hill alone, braving the autumn rain, looking at the autumn mountains, thinking of his pure and sweet smiling face, and immersing myself in a kind of sad melancholy.

People are about to grow old, and they are most likely to be sad and sad, and they often think of the time when they were young, and when they think of the young man hidden in their hearts, they sometimes can't help but sigh with emotion and tears.

It's autumn this year again, with an autumn breeze and a cool, and the autumn rain has been continuous for several days. It was time to remember him again, and I went back to my hometown alone. The autumn rain is a sad song and a sad poem. Every note and verse in the song and poem made me sad.

The sad autumn song is still playing, and the low music makes the sadness in my heart unconsciously dissolve into the autumn rain. This autumn rain seems to be crying for the sorrow in my heart. At the end of the song, I felt a little depressed in my heart, and I wanted to get out of the house and breathe in the coolness of the rain.

I want to go up to that high hill and relive the old days. Although the rain was still falling, I braved the rain to walk through the door of the house and follow a grassy path to the hill. I wandered on the hill, the autumn breeze in front of me in the mountains, the drizzle was hazy, the autumn colors were full of eyes, the fog was fluttering, the wind was quiet and the forest was silent, only the empty valley of memories echoed for a long time.

I think back to the autumn of my first love and the first love of autumn. His sincere smile and affectionate eyes rippled in my heart like ripples of autumn water, making me feel the true and pure sorrow of life. The autumn rain soaked my clothes, and the autumn wind cooled my heart. I looked up to heaven and cried out, but I was not comforted by anything.

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. Everyone will have sadness and sorrow in their hearts, and the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn coolness can evoke this sadness and sorrow the most. Understanding this artistic conception is to give us spiritual comfort. Let our mood be calm and tranquil later in life.

On the way home, pass by a large orchard. In the rain, the orchard is full of greenery, and there are patches of red light. The green ones are the leaves, and the red ones are the apples. The fruit bent the trunk, and the crisp light was bright red and attractive, as if the hearts of people were reflected in red. My heart couldn't help but light up with joy: it turned out that this autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn cool season brought people not only sadness and sadness, but more fruitful fruits and the joy of harvest. 2210