The ancient poem says: since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring. In the rustling autumn wind, it is hard to avoid the pity and sigh that the setting sun is close to dusk. When the Phoenix leaves fall, we know the autumn of the world. As suprising, also such as month of wanes. We disdain the miserable flower Xie Huafei in the song of buried flowers, and it is natural to treat everything with a calm heart. Once upon a time, the testimonials used for counting touched the vicissitudes of life, and how many sighs and desolation there were; Tasted the ups and downs of life with optimistic feelings, and how many epiphany and imagination there were. In the autumn wind, whether we come and go in a hurry, whether we calm down to listen to Ye Luo’s voice, whether we face the joy and melancholy in life calmly. In our life, we strolled around and endured the baptism of the storm with passion. Ebb and Flow, Four Seasons reincarnation, deciduous always after all, also afraid quietly whereabouts? I often lament the fallen leaves, lamenting that it is not immersed in the sadness and nostalgia that seems to end life, but breeding vitality and hope again. How many stops there are, how many takeoffs there will be; How many declines there will be, how many buds there will be. Learn to listen, because life gives us too much inspiration.

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