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Late summer and early autumn After a summer scorching, a heavy rain finally came, in the first night before the beginning of autumn, a burst of thunder and lightning, heavy rain fluttering after the discharge, the accumulated summer heat quickly dissipated, blowing is the cool breeze of Xixi, taking a breath in the wind, like eating a ginseng fruit, the whole body has an indescribable ironing.

My friend came back from a distant place, and played with her like a student for a summer vacation, climbing the mountain to watch the sunrise in the early morning, visiting the shopping mall and bookstore under the scorching sun during the day, walking to the South Gate Bridge at night to eat spicy and sweaty snails, and when they parted, they were relatively full of laughter, and each other sighed: How did this summer pass so quickly!

The sky is very blue, even in the city, the vision feels more open than before, the square also seems extraordinarily empty and quiet, in the cool breeze, strolling people, is leisurely walking on the street.

Walking through the tree-lined path, the rain last night had blown down some fallen leaves, picked up a piece, sandwiched it in the pages of the book, and at night in front of the lamp, I saw the green veins on the moist fallen leaves, without a little burnt, and added some shock to my thoughts.

I once wrote in my personal introduction to the pond after the rain: Listen to the heart in autumn and enjoy the maturity and tranquility of the heart. Whispering in autumn, I thought that in the falling leaves flying in the sky, stepping on the ground with withered yellow, listening to the distant echoes of the leaves touching the earth, in order to experience the charm of life transformation and maturity, but unexpectedly, in this early autumn leaves, the green flowing endless life, clearly made me feel a persistent shock.

In early autumn, pick up a fallen leaf, knowing that autumn is like this, you will not be alone in the "boundless fallen leaves" and "yellow flowers piling up all over the ground". The girl who pretended to be deep when she was young, shook her head and sang Hou Dejian's "I only understand after thirty, I should come sooner or later", after a long period of time, in the realization of the ideal of sometimes exhilarating herself and sometimes making herself lonely, she has turned some unknown pain into tenacity, and she also knows how to say a word, but the weather is cold for a long time.

Standing on the bank of the long river of time, on the corner of the alternation of seasons, I am in a tranquil mood, and I understand that what I want to do at the moment is just a wisp of wind to send summer and a leaf to know autumn!

From September 1921 to March 1933, Yu Dafu devoted considerable energy to participating in left-wing literary and artistic activities and creating works. Due to the threat of the Kuomintang's White Terror and other reasons, he moved from Shanghai to Hangzhou in April 1933 and lived there for nearly three years. In July 1934, Yu Dafu traveled "thousands of miles" from Hangzhou to Beiping via Qingdao, once again tasted the "autumn flavor" of the old capital, and wrote this article.

In the depiction of Beiping Autumn, the author embodies the nostalgia for the natural scenery of the old capital and the persistent pursuit of beauty, revealing a quiet and indifferent state of mind. "The Ancient Capital" indicates the place depicted, which contains a deep sense of nostalgia; The word "autumn" determines the content of the description.

Through the curse of the place where there is no autumn insect and the praise of the charm of autumn insects, the article warmly and profoundly expresses the author's strong desire to be unwilling to live indifferent and silent and look forward to rushing to the torrent of life. The author is fond of the song of the autumn insect and envies the autumn insect that can avoid the "courtyard like the bottom of the well, the lead-colored water door", which is the true portrayal of the author's heart song that is unwilling to live up to the gifts of life and enrich life.

Excerpt from "Lao She's Anthology". This article is a sister article to Mr. Lao She's other article, "Winter in Jinan".

Autumn Night is a narrative and lyrical prose poem written by modern writer Lu Xun in 1924. The "strange and high" sky symbolizes the forces that oppress and destroy the progressive forces, the small red flowers that huddle in the cold night air and dream of the "arrival of spring" symbolize the kind and weak, and the two jujube trees standing in the back garden symbolize the progressive forces that fight against the evil forces. Through the implicit depiction of these scenes, Lu Xun's resistance and anger against the evil forces, his reverence and praise for the revolutionaries who bravely fought against the evil forces, and his will to fight with the evil forces with resilience.

The language of this essay is exquisite, the imagery is ethereal, and the structure is rigorous, which provides a new style for symbolizing the creation of the nationalization of prose poetry.

This article describes the autumn trip of the author Lu Yin and her husband after they crossed to Tokyo, Japan in 1930, and gives a detailed description of the foreign autumn scene, which arouses homesickness for the motherland, worries about the country and the people, and shows the patriotism of overseas children.

The autumn wind supports tears, tear lips.

The heart follows the fallen leaves, and the leaves sweep the ground.

Autumn was supposed to be a harvest season, but suddenly a touch of sadness turned into a touch of sadness in my pupils, perhaps because the pain in my heart covered up the wisdom of my heart! Looking at the fallen leaves in the sunset that day, I felt that I had become dirty.

A cool breeze struck, and the yellow leaves reluctantly left the branches and fell on the deserted suburbs, on the fields, on the side of the road... The branches wanted to stay, but they could only shake their heads helplessly, and then they could only watch the leaves fall day by day, leaving themselves alone and quietly waiting for the arrival of spring.

In the park, there is less summer noise on the road, only the team of square dances has not decreased, more hard than summer dances, they want to jump out of the slender figure, want to dance out of the vitality of youth, I can't help but join the team, although it is a little indiscriminate, but also found the feeling of fluttering, what troubles, fatigue with the wonderful **, all were driven away.

Looking up at the sky, I found that everything was so tranquil, so faint that I could barely see anything, nothing.

There were no stars in the sky, the moon was shrouded in fog, the air was a little humid and cold, and then I felt - autumn is coming, autumn is coming again!

I love autumn, I love her sky, I love her maturity and steadiness. I like to walk in the autumn breeze, let her blow my hair, lift my clothes, tug at my sad heartstrings, sweep away the dust of my soul, penetrate the soul, sort out the entangled confusion, let the soul get a moment of peace.

I love autumn, autumn is a harvest season.

I love autumn and I love to talk about autumn in autumn!