Fall into the shallow, layer upon layer the mist, far and near, mountains, a vista of green field, urban building will rest in the arms of the gray of. Often shallow autumn, my mood is always some disappointed, perhaps is to retain the autumn, or for future confused. I’d just lean on bar which mind wandering flow, to the greedy savor the shallow autumn beauty.

Shallow autumn, still more signs of withering, still on the summer vitality. However, it has gradually to say goodbye to the shallow, has profound. Green is in the past, the landscape is mature already in place. As long as gently open the cover of the autumn, you can taste the autumn to shallow giving. I am now in a piece of Fruit Mountain, heard the wind is different from the summer, that voice seemed to some lively, also many some sharp tongue.

Life is the blending of the nature and the true meaning of perception, to fall. Shallow autumn in the bedroom, the cuckoo, pineapple, mountain leeks, is still in the silent blossom, generation after generation, pine-covered was. So the city people are very hard to deeply into the arms of the autumn.

Shallow leaves or mood or completely in the process of life is a paragraph. The end of the autumn leaves not death but rebirth. It melts for dirt, asylum it the previous house; It goes for air, kissed it shoots of the life that now. A return of the life, often not only offer desires, and eventually to a new post; A the cycle of life, no terror, and only looking forward to, finally derived a new blood.

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