"I saw the falling flowers all over the ground, and the chrysanthemum bloomed in the east fence in an instant."

Time can't stand the toss, too late to be sentimental, as if yesterday the flower bed in the small courtyard was still blooming with purse peonies, curly lilies, peonies, hollyhocks, poppies, etc., today is directly full of yellow and clear autumn chrysanthemums.

I don't have time to climb the mountain and look far away, but I can still squeeze out a little time to take my children to the fields in the suburbs, and also return to the park that stands like an onion on the hill by the Lan River, and feel the autumn of my childhood again.

After mid-autumn, this kind of dazzling golden field everywhere is the most common in the north.

You see, the churning waves of wheat under the blue sky swept across the ridges, instantly flooding the heads of the nearby scarecrows, startling a flock of greedy sparrows, and then surging all the way to the top of the telephone pole in the distance, like a golden ocean, stirring up infinite hope.

Now, I imagined, in a few days, that the modern harvester would roar and play a low tune, sweeping away the churning waves of wheat one by one. The greedy sparrows and some unknown birds, flapping their wings in flocks, hovered above the harvester for a while, and plunged into the freshly harvested wheat heap, and had a good time. Walking here in autumn will make you feel a strong sense of affection.

At this time, the sassy autumn wind carries buckets and buckets of wheat fragrance into your nostrils all the time, until you can't stand it anymore. I'm glad that I'm a person who can't smell enough wheat at this time, because you can see that the beating waves of wheat seem to be able to swell to the edge of the sky in one breath. I imagined that when a bright moon rose, the wheat waves shook and the shining silver wheat mangs formed a silver-white straight line, sometimes hissing high, and then whispering, directly into the dark sky in the distance, as if the huge waves on the sea were instantly rising, flashing silver light chasing the moonlight on the roaring sea.

As we walked down a tree-lined path in Onion Head Park, we listened to the sound of poplar leaves clapping in the wind, and it felt as if they were saying goodbye to me: "Oh! My old friend, we'll see you next year! ”

After saying that, he drifted down the branches and gradually disappeared into the wind. At this moment, I lowered my head and bent down to pick up a fallen leaf on the ground, which was a red leaf with a red leaf on it, like a red cloud that flew up from someone's cheek in an instant. I put this little fallen leaf in the pocket of my jacket and prepared to make a bookmark collection when I got back. I believe that this is a beautiful fallen leaf, because when it withers, there is a touch of shyness on the face.

Crossing the tree-lined path, standing on the high ground of the onion head and looking down the slope, the eyes were full of sunflowers with their heads bowed in unison, smiling so that their teeth were about to fall out, but seeing them lined up in a neat line, it was like an army.

Although I sometimes refuse to admit that there will be very consistent behaviors in a large group at the same time, the sunflower in front of me, the law that the sunrise is facing the east and the sunset is facing the west follows the sun, makes me rise in my heart and change my previous views are slowly breeding. If there is a person who follows you like a sunflower for a lifetime, it will be a rare blessing, even if he (she) has nothing, he or she can't ask for it.

At this moment, the child is riding on a bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands, the old bicycle has turned gray and white, and under the shy control of the beginner, it is staggering back and forth along the tree-lined path. The setting sun is on the horizon, burning the heavy clouds into a touch of red, gradually burning and weakening while dragging our figure longer and longer. The sound of the autumn wind blowing the leaves, mixing with the squeaky of the bicycle and the movement of the bicycle about to fall apart, and the me, who followed me all the way to the trail, played a song together, a song that rendered a strong autumn mood.

Every time I come here, I unconsciously think of when I was in junior high school, I rode a bicycle and carried my classmate Xiao Jiu behind me, driving on the tree-lined path in the park. Several times, she sat in the back seat, and she didn't know where she was left behind? The next day, at school, she counted me down endlessly, because I was riding my bicycle against a rock on the side of the grass on the path, and her leg was stopped by the stone, and she sat on the grass in an instant. She has a peculiarity, she doesn't get up to chase me, she sits in that area and waits for me to stop, I don't know? Anyway, even if I threw her away, I don't know how many times I would be beaten by her the next day? When I think about it now, I think it's funny.

Unforgettable onion park, unforgettable autumn colors, unforgettable old friends, I love you deeply!

The next day, I followed Boss Lan step by step kowtow to the account all morning. The level of seriousness can't be serious, like an agent or a private detective who scouts for clues.

I said that she was a workaholic, and there was nothing wrong with that, and she was reluctant to squeeze out even the time to drink a glass of boiled water.

It is also said that the business sea is like the deep sea, I don't know how many people who can't swim have drowned, and the old middle man is considered to be the best in the Han duck world, and he has reached the pinnacle. Although the smart Boss Lan is familiar with the road, how can he not learn a little bit of his experience in breaking the halberd and sinking into the sand? What's more, he also paid a lot of money for him, although it was a handful of family affection between brothers and sisters who broke the bones and tendons, it was inevitable that there would be a day when the brothers would settle accounts.

Yesterday, I told her that I very much support you in clearing all the accounts I handled, even if it is to accompany you to work overtime and work a little more. She looked at me and said, "Honey, it's a little too tiring for us to do this, but we have to do it, and we have to do it if we don't."

As for her asking me why there wasn't an account at the factory, I could only shake my head and say I didn't know. Even if my arms are stretched out, I can't reach the factory, how old am I to have the factory director?

Oh, I guess, the factory is not only an account book, but also kept in the mouth of the old man, it is a book that remembers every payment super seriously, unless he himself says that he misses it, and other people want to see the last one.

Looking back, did the old man have expected it to be today? It is said that people have no long-term worries, there must be near-term worries, and the accounts in the factory, the old and middle-aged people are carefree!

Oh, Sister Yan, who has a pink face and peach cheeks, looks radiant every day, and she is often chewing something in her mouth. This morning, when I was busy, Sister Yan probably didn't have much work at hand, so she stood next to Boss Lan and asked her, "Boss, why did you come back from Dalian again?" What's wrong with the blanket business from other places? "

Actually, it's not a big deal to ask about this, in my opinion, Sister Yan must have taken out a homely demeanor, but it shouldn't be in the early morning when she is particularly busy with work.

"What do you say? Honey, you're okay with nothing to do now, are you? Boss Lan replied.

Oh, Sister Yan was directly taken by her to give her a big nest of roast chicken, and she didn't say a word, and went to work in a sloppy manner.

I pretended not to hear anything, lowered my head and was still busy with the work at hand, preparing what Boss Lan needed to check next. Some of the paper bills were too long and the handwriting was no longer clear, but fortunately I had a copy in the computer at the time, which made her feel satisfied. To be honest, I've never been sloppy at work, although the boss has never asked me to do so.

The more the reconciliation is at the back, the more angry she becomes, and even in a certain moment, she can turn the table over with one palm. On the contrary, I felt more and more relaxed, and the reconciliation cloud that was pressing on my head was about to be dispelled by the sun, and I couldn't stop it.

In the more than a year that ACCCIM has been the boss, she has not made a penny less than when she was the boss, but the ACCCIM pretends to be a poor worm who loses money every day. It seems that his sister-in-law personally pushed him deeper and deeper into the money-losing swamp, and when he was about to die, Boss Mei took him a hand so that he was not drowned, and the price was that he almost got into his sister's shop.

At this moment, she was very annoyed, and when she finished checking the last account, almost all the people in the building were empty. The big-eyed security guard, seeing that she has a gloomy old face these days, is very late, and has not come upstairs to pick up people. After packing up the things on the table, turning off the lights and going downstairs, she said to go downstairs to make a phone call and wait for me in the car.

Coming out of the building, the night was dark, and there was no moon tonight. The lights were on in the car, and she was seen smoking a cigarette in the car from afar.

Many years ago, I saw her smoking a cigarette while snorting the big finger of her left hand, mostly waiting for someone or thinking about something in the cab of the car. What can trigger her emotional switch is nothing but things she thinks she has been fooled and deceived, of course, most of them are because of feelings.

I don't understand, why does she, who is so chirping and exquisite, emotionally meet like a steamed big potato? Oh, my analogy is a bit inappropriate, forgive my crankiness, this moment.

No matter what happens, there are very few things that make her feel embarrassed. When she opens up to talk to you about something that is about to happen, she probably has already made up her mind and just wants to verify it with you. I think that no matter how many big things you think are right, she will nod her head and follow the trajectory she has thought out beforehand. If there is a slight cheating situation, she will definitely "blow up the temple".

At this time, it was an autumn night and it was very windy. The streetlights on both sides of the road kept reversing backwards.

Although, she opened the window a slit, the smell of smoke was still strong. At this moment, I got out of the car and watched her car disappear into the night.

On the black wrought iron gate of the small courtyard, a lamp that illuminates the door is hung down with an iron chain, swaying back and forth in the wind and making a creaking sound. The hair like a clear water noodles was blown up on the face by the wind, and a thick smell of cigarettes rushed into the nostrils, fortunately, I am a person who behaves properly, otherwise, at such a late hour, I can't think I went somewhere?

When I dragged myself into the house tired, I felt that I couldn't get excited about anything. After finishing the work, I lay down in bed early and went to bed.

The next day, Boss Lan didn't come to the store, and it was estimated that she went to the factory or went to her brother to settle accounts. At the end of the day, I was still very tired. When I got off work, the beautiful scenery of the sunset seemed to end faintly at this time.

At this moment, Sister Shiitake took my arm, and I accompanied her to press the road. Sometimes, I feel that her one-by-one walking method is a bit hard, as if there are no joints in her body, and she slides forward like a stick. Thinking of this, I suddenly wanted to laugh, with her huge head, narrow body, and hard sliding way of walking, it was really appropriate to call her to move shiitake mushrooms!