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Or Ouyang Xiu's "Autumn Sound Fu" is the best!

Ouyang Zifang read at night, and when he heard a voice from the southwest, he listened to it in horror and said: Amazing! At the beginning, it was sluggish, rushing and slamming; Like waves and night terrors, the wind and rain come suddenly.

It touches the object, the silk is solemn, and the gold and iron are all ringing; It is also like a soldier who goes to the enemy, and walks quickly, not hearing the order, but hearing the sound of the people and horses.

Yu Yu Boy: What is the sound of this? Thou shalt look at it. The boy said: The stars and the moon are bright, the bright river is in the sky, there is no voice in the four places, and the sound is among the trees. 」

Yu said: Hee-hee, sad! This autumn sound is also, Hu Wei is coming?

Gev's autumn is also in shape: its color is bleak, and the smoke is cloudy; Its appearance is clear, the sky is high and the sun is crystalline; Its breath is cold, and it is muscular and bone-like; Its meaning is depressed, and the mountains and rivers are lonely. Therefore, it is also a voice, poignant and earnest, and the cry is angry.

The abundant grass is green and vibrant, and the good wood and onion cage are pleasant; The grass changes color when it blows, and the leaves fall off when the wood is subjected to it; Therefore, the destruction of the scattered is the aftermath of its anger.

Fu Qiu, the criminal officer, is also yin at the time: the soldier is also like a soldier, and the behavior is gold, which is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and he often takes killing as his heart. The sky is to things, spring is born and autumn is fruitful.

Therefore, it is in music, the voice of the business is the voice of the West, and Yi is the law of July. business, injury also; Things are old and sad. raze, kill also; If there is too much of it, it should be killed.

Wow, the grass and trees are merciless, sometimes drifting. Man is an animal, but the spirit of things. Prozac feels its heart, and everything works for its shape.

If there is movement in the middle, it will shake its essence. And think about what it can't do, and worry about what it can't do; It is advisable to use the Dan for the wood, and the black for the star. But why do you want to compete with plants and trees with the quality of non-gold and stone?

Whoever is the thief for it, why hate the autumn sound! 」

The boy is not right, he hangs his head and sleeps. But when I heard the chirping of insects on the four walls, I sighed like help.

Feel the autumn with your own heart.

What you write yourself is the best.

Essay on Autumn:

In autumn, after the romance of spring, over the warmth of summer, and now she is stretching her graceful and luxurious demeanor with mature charm and poetry in the realm of poetry.

The quiet beauty of autumn is the most beautiful, poetic and unforgettable season of my life. In the red dust, the encounter in autumn is a brilliant season.

Standing in the amorous autumn breeze, those beautiful thoughts in life come to my heart.

In my life, autumn has a very warm hue, a very happy feeling! I have a special affection for autumn, and that's because I have ever had the purest and most affectionate embrace with autumn! Although the scene of embracing each other was short, it was unforgettable.

That is the purest girlish feeling, the truest and purest emotion in my life, that is the beauty of the dust, and it is also the most beautiful memory of a scene in my life! It is the eternal beauty of my life.

The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there are few sentient beings, we have met in the amorous autumn, known in the elegant poetry, and in love with the romantic painting.

In the autumn, we hit the melody of love with the keyboard, and the love on the other side can still be understood on this shore, so the tenderness comforts the tacit understanding of acquaintance, acquaintance, and love, so it leaves the most beautiful picture of life in the autumn, and also lets love fly a pair of loyal wings.

Today, bathed in the beautiful and amorous autumn breeze, I really want to indulge in this autumn breeze, and I just want to have a quiet conversation with the autumn breeze. The autumn wind seems to have read my thoughts, allowing me to pass through the autumn forest full of true feelings, take the passing scenery into my heart, and compose the melody of the years with true love and perseverance.

Thank you – autumn! Thank you for making my girlhood come true, and thank you for the romance that bloomed for me. Thank you for giving me the most beautiful picture of my life.

Autumn is the eternal theme of my life!

Hug you deeply – the autumn of life!

Only through the ups and downs of life can we know that the immaturity of spring cannot withstand the tranquility of autumn, and that all the hardships in the world are just waiting for an ending.

People often say that the ending is not important, what you enjoy is the process, so the back that quietly disappears in the night, even if it is lonely and silent, is poignant and heartbreaking.

But there's always something that's going to stay. Right? The flowers that I was obsessed with in my young dreams, and the gentle concern left by the Lechuan River when I threw myself into the red dust, were obviously met in a previous life, but because of the brief staggering when I looked back, the footsteps were already something.

I think this world will never be perfect, it is precisely because of the defects that people will know how to cherish.

So there is autumn, a season of parting, and even if it is short-lived, it is just as abundant and abundant.

I like a song called "Randy Red", a person will have tears flickering when listening repeatedly in the quiet night, always hoping to be a leaf, with a tranquil mood flying in the light autumn sunset, love the person I love, write the words I want to write.

There are always some wounds in life that cannot be compounded, there are always some distances that cannot be approached, people say that yellow represents longing, so there are thick pieces of accumulation under each tree.

The autumn wind rises and the white clouds float, and the beautiful sun in the mountains is accompanied by the blue sky and white clouds, which is more beautiful. The wind in the valley is also gentle and affectionate, hugging the whole forest like hugging a dear person.

Flowers and flowers fly, red flowers and red faces, youth is hidden in the warm palms, looking back at where it has always been, it has never changed. And so do I, I never thought that one day I would leave you, all my blooms have always been for you. I pour out my love, throw away the flashiness, and the tenderness of life is just for you.

If one day I suddenly disappear, something must have gone wrong, the rivers have dried up, the mountains have been razed to the ground, or I have quietly died.

So let me be a leaf flying in autumn, love what I love, have no regrets, just to the years, silently promise, and sing quietly.

Only through the ups and downs of life can we know that the immaturity of spring cannot withstand the tranquility of autumn, and that all the hardships in the world are just waiting for an ending.