Cloud. Mountain. Yi. Dao, Liu. Shadow. Shaw. sparse

If you want to describe the next at this time. The mountain road may be the closest to the meaning of this time. Border.

The two of them seemed to quickly walk to the other road that had turned around the hill before,

He also only remembered the steep ascent to the right side of the rocks to some. Grass. Cluster. Rare. Sparse. From this place, you may be able to take a lot of shortcuts.

There are a lot of dry roads on the road. Leaves by the wind. Blow. Roll on the cement road. After moving a few distances, I left. The face is windy. Scrape. In the moving trees, there is another salsa field,

It's a timely photo. It's a lot warmer. Warm body. on the autumn breeze that was brought.

Her gaze was just towards the sun. Shine. Look at the past in the direction you came,

It. Penetrate. Between the leaves. gaps, in those who are still staring half-withered and half-withered. Green. Leaves. of the tree. Shade. Under the void. Crack. flashed out. Gold. Yellow.. Hue. of the light,

There is a kind of Ling. Wind. Trample. Leaf, twilight. Hue. Autumn. The feeling of smoke.

"What are those people picking up?" Luan Jin looked at the side of the road. Grass. Cluster. He who finds the little fruit,

When I just came down, I saw a few people picking it up.

There was a small black fruit falling from the tree on the side of the road, and it was clear that the woman was still covered with a towel on her head. Woman. That's not what I'm looking for.

The little fruit that the man threw into the basket was biased. Soil white. Hue. Target.

"Isn't that valuable?"

He had never seen anything like it.

Luan Jin is on the corner. When we got to another small fork in the road, I looked back again.

The road meanders. Meander. Crooked. Fold, from time to time to walk on another one, at least twice in a row, the ginkgo biloba on the side of the road, turned into cherry blossom leaves,

She didn't know what it was anymore.

It seems to be walking in a piece, and several uncles in front of him are holding the kind of big brooms made of reeds,

This small depression in the middle of the three forks in the road has accumulated a large patch of maple leaves.

No matter where it is, when the two are in their twenties are the most beautiful. People in the good years,

And has an extraordinary appearance. Appearance and body. high

Coming side by side, it's natural for people to take a few more looks.

This fifty or sixty-year-old short. Big. Uncle just stopped there,

There are also small whirlwind rolls carrying a few leaves, in a dozen centimeters. meters of height and the ground swirled and flew up.

In the past, I often saw this scene in autumn.

He didn't speak to himself for a while, but it came from within. There is a kind of strictness in the heart. The cold that comes to the body,

Small on the right. Leg. Belly. Started to send again. Hurt. It's been put in bursts. Shoot. Thorns. Excited, at times she's still sinking. Dip. In it. Sour. Cool, suddenly give it to her. It hurts. Very much. Not. Force.

"Have you ever been to the turtle next to you. Head. Islet. Zhu Jia asked.

"I came by car from elementary school and school, but now I have long forgotten it, and when people ask me, I usually tell people that I have never been there."

She said that it was possible that she was really tired.

Hills and colorful branches ahead. Head. Flower. The child shines clearly in the sun, but there is a feeling in her heart that is not real.

It's like the next moment as long as you close yourself. Eye, she will appear in another place, and now the scene is connected with the man next to her. Life will be gone.

Her consciousness wandered a little bit away from this moment,

Still at the end of the road, the cars on the road roared. Rumble. Violent. Violent. drove by, roaring in the ears.

She remembered,

It turned out that this trip had come to an end.