Finally, it was another autumn on the road from barren to barren. The neon of the city, accompanied by the roar of cars, is not accompanied, and gradually becomes dim. Is a nights. The Paradise I once dreamed of flashed magnificently in the silence of the hourglass of time. The blink of an eye was submerged in the fine yarn, leaving some dust that could not stand missing. Is a rainy day. Autumn rainy night. My favorite time is always a touch of sadness, a touch of reluctance, and a touch of nostalgia. On the way I came, I went through the mud of locust flower and stepped through the ethereal snow. Skip the water on the lake and the coldness of the rails. The night will come after all, but the bright dawn yesterday will never come again. I lost something, but I didn’t know what I lost, what I got, but I didn’t know the geometry. There is joy and regret. The plain days constantly beat the road, satirizing everything in the world at any time, just like satirizing the abrupt lonely stone in the grassland, without companionship and direction. Perhaps, once there was a small stone snuggling up, or in the flood of time, went to the distance it originally wanted. Therefore, we can only stand alone. Autumn comes and autumn goes, rain stops, morning goes and morning arrives. But everyone knows that Ming is not yesterday. Colorful fallen leaves, cool autumn wind. The mistakes sweeping over and over again still cannot restore the previous appearance. Listening to the slow heartbeat, I finally realized that the shoulder I always wanted to give was no longer as tough as imagined, and the chest I always wanted to give was no longer as spacious as imagined. The snow on the treetop will always break off the branches, and the air in the sky will always scatter thick clouds. Maybe, it’s time to have a rest. Maybe, life doesn’t allow a nap at all. Just a little tired, a little tired. Autumn is cool, rain stops, and the night becomes quiet.

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On the end of the day, we drove to school to pick them up. After a while, I saw my son and niece walking out with trolley case and a group of classmates. When they approached, I found that the children’s eyes were red, as if they had just cried. The two children and classmates said parting words, hugged each other and said goodbye affectionately. Then, they got on the bus reluctantly. After greeting and saying goodbye to my teachers and classmates, I got on the bus. Our car drove slowly and left school. I saw my classmates still standing there watching us leave. At this time, the two children in the car finally couldn’t control their emotions and burst into tears. I was infected by this parting scene, and my eyes began to WET …… let the children cry happily, life has hurt separation since ancient times, and now they have realized it. At this moment, they are immersed in the sadness of separation. In fifteen days, they established such deep emotions with their classmates. You can imagine how colorful their study life is and how harmonious they get along with each other. It also shows how innocent and sincere their feelings are. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it is the youth in flower season and the age of cardamom. They are kind, innocent, pure and ignorant. In their eyes, everything is so beautiful, so simple and natural. They have dreams and can fulfill their wishes with their parents. But one day, when they grow up, when they step into the society, in order to survive competition and personal interests, they start to intrigue, intrigue, ingratiate and slick, and try their best to achieve their own goals, after being soaked and dyed in the big dye vat of the society, their bodies were covered with selfish colors and snobbish smell. When they tasted the warmth and coldness of the world and the scorching world, their original simplicity and innocence, whether also in? I remember when we were children and before graduation, my classmates couldn’t give up their points. They left messages to each other about wealth, and don’t forget each other. Nowadays, because of the burden of life, everyone has been on one side of the world, forgetting each other. The exhortations and deep feelings of those years have been diluted by the years and passed away with the fleeting years. Only on the day when we grow old, when all the dust settles down, we take off our masks and return to ourselves. At this time, we will take out the collected negatives of life in the past and dry them one by one. At that time, we will review them, what a pure and flawless green time we used to be, we will certainly be moved to tears, and we will also have infinite emotions, because that is the original true emotion of our human beings. It is clean, real, rich, it is beautiful and touching, which makes people cherish their whole life.

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