After the trickle of water, when the prosperity is gone, the time is still quiet, half a lamp of warmth, and a warm life.

Su Qianqian sat quietly on the side, listening carefully, in this autumn when the rain fell all over the sight, holding the pink letter paper, listening to Grandpa Li, who was more than half a hundred years old and full of gorgeous hair, explaining to her what SMART is......

"Ahem," Principal Li cleared his throat and glanced at Su Qianqian, "You haven't heard your father mention it?" ”

Su Qiantian smiled: "No cherry blossoms"

Principal Li was slightly stunned, and then laughed again: "Then grandpa will explain it to you." ”

"Okay." Su Qianqian responded very obediently, and then stood up.

"Ahem," Principal Li, who was sitting on the stool, raised his eyes and looked up at Su Qianqian, "Our grandfather and grandson are talking, not class, so you don't have to stand up and listen." ”

This kid is so well-behaved, he is a little uncomfortable with the rules!

He sits, she stands, this feeling of looking up, it's been a long time!

Sort of, not adaptable!

"Hee-hee." Su Qianqian smiled, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard.

Behind him, Principal Li's slightly surprised voice came: "Hey, shallow." ”

Su Qianqian stood in front of the door of the hall, turned around and smiled sweetly at Grandpa Li, turned around and walked into the house.

Hey! What's going on with this kid?

Principal Li was stunned, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood up.

The more you shout, the more you run!

It all came out of the house. What about good goal setting and planning?

It's a child!

Thinking about it is a play.

What can he do with his child?

Let's go and see, of course.

Principal Li glanced at the two door gods in front of the hall house, raised his eyes and walked over.

As soon as she took two steps, she saw Su Qianqian coming out of the house, holding a ballpoint pen with a cat's head in her left hand and her favorite pink diary with a lock in her right hand.

Hey? Principal Li sneered, raised his hand and touched the back of his head, and quickly sat down.

The misunderstanding is shallow!

"Okay, Grandpa Li," Su Qianqian sat on the stool opposite, spread out the diary, and smiled sweetly at Principal Li, "You can talk." ”

"Hmm." Principal Li couldn't help but nod again and again, "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and the habit of shallow is good." ”

"Hee-hee." Su Qian smiled sweetly, "I learned from my sister." ”

Well? Principal Li was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again, "You two children are good. ”

That's nature!

Su Qian's eyebrows were slightly raised, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were rolling, he glanced at Grandpa Li opposite, and then looked at the diary in front of him.

Of course, my sister is very good!

She, naturally, is not bad either! She's getting closer to her sister little by little!

A cool breeze whistled through the door, blowing in a little coolness.

Su Qianqian turned his head and glanced at the door, under the poplar tree at the gate of the courtyard, many leaves had fallen, and autumn had really arrived.

Autumn is here, will spring be far away?

Looking at the fallen leaves fluttering in the wind, Su Qianqian suddenly said that not long ago, Grandpa Li set off in autumn.

When I thought about it at this moment, I suddenly found that it was so appropriate!

Autumn, a season that dramatically connects the splendor of life with the withering of life, can turn joy into doubt almost overnight, and even in the same landscape, here is fruitful, and there is loneliness.

However, she now also knows that all this is really not Qiu's fault, but to see Qiurao's sadness.

Therefore, in this idyllic village full of trees and flowers, in the village where the changes of the four seasons can be felt the most, Grandpa Li told her that autumn is the season of collection, and autumn is the season of departure.

So, what about her?

glanced at the pink diary in front of me, and the pink letterhead sent by my sister in the diary.

Su Qianqian understood more and more that in this autumn, no, from this autumn, she will be like Grandpa Li, and she will be like what her sister expects, choose, and set off in autumn.

At the beginning of autumn, the deepest yearning in my heart will be condensed into a gust of wind, blowing through the fields of autumn dusk, greeting every living creature in autumn.

Time will not stand still, the seasons will not have a fault, and autumn will not bring people eternal perfection and fulfillment, autumn is only the beginning of a higher sense.

In autumn, you should not be drunk for too long, intoxication can only make people shiver and overwhelmed in the harsh winter; In autumn, you can't just sigh, the golden turn to withering yellow is a kind of withering, but also a kind of new life.

If she sings an elegy only for the withering, then she will never hear the sonata of the newborn; In autumn, there can't be too much frustration, too much gloom in her heart, even if all she gives is a sunny sky and a clear sky, how can she penetrate the thick frozen soil and let it offer a touch of green for spring?

Su Qianqian blinked slightly.

She chose to set off in the fall. Autumn, in fact, is a kind of beginning.

Put more or less harvest into the diary, hand over the pursuit of truth and illusion to the years, shake off the satisfied laughter and shake off the dissatisfied clouds, forget the vain hardship, and forget the luck that is not hard, facing the strong northwest wind of one to one, choose, and set off in the autumn.

Not far away, Uncle Messenger's song could be heard.

Su Qianqian couldn't help but frown and laughed, this autumn, she wants to learn from Uncle Wang, go on the road with a sense of self-confidence, and use full faith and courage to complete her persistent steps.

Climb to the roof of the city to see the stars, the blue is bright and bright, if there are several layers of nebulae superimposed; Walking to the outskirts of the city to see the sun, in the distant pastoral village leaves, watching the autumn approaching little by little, only to find that life can be so quiet and serene.

Su Qianqian leaned on the chair and stool on the backrest, watching the rain drained outside the door sweep in and pass away quickly, she clearly knew that she was not in Jingyun.

Jingyun was three hundred kilometers away from her!

She's a little far away from Jingyun, but it's also close!

In September, she came from Jingyun, and in the next September, she will come from here and back to Jingyun.

And at that time, in the next September, perhaps, Rui will also go to Jingyun, to her and her sister's side.

From the city to the countryside, it is like moving from new poems with hazy imagery to Tang and Song poems, from fashion girls to classical ladies, from the liquid in the goblet to the roots of crops. Missing the countryside in the brightly lit city, just as the same stream misses the canyon, and the children miss their grandmother, that is a beautiful expectation in itself!

Then, let her at this moment, in the beautiful pastoral village, live in the present with her heart and feel this rare scenery.

Approach a grass, a drop of water, a worm, understand a grass, put the grass in your mouth and taste it. I also want to dig a pit, plant myself in it, water it and stand in a daze, to feel the scene of plants and trees growing in the soil, to experience a kind of free and beautiful life, to think about the deep affection and charm of autumn.

In this cool autumn, be a calm, leisurely, leisurely, and distant rural autumn watcher.

Trekking through mountains and rivers, wearing red and green to realize a wish, polishing the desire for many years with every gust of wind, and trying out its weight with every piece of soil.

In this cool autumn, trekking through mountains and rivers, wearing red and green to realize a wish, polishing the longing for many years with every gust of breeze, and trying out its weight with every piece of soil.

"Shallow."

Grandpa Li was calling her again.

Su Qianqian turned his head and smiled sweetly at Principal Li.

"Alright, let's do this SMART."

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