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    Autumn whispers

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      The sun through the pale sky, in the parched landscape with ink spots. I did not play the sun umbrella, walking alone on the road, feel the autumn temperature, g-suite cardinal manchester still like summer.

      Looking eyes, dazzling light suddenly penetrated my reverie, beige Chiffon under a dark blue skirt, almost obscured has passed youth. Mature, they staged in the early autumn......

      The white birch, such as a large umbrella to stack, brought us cool fishes. Leaves fluttering down, brushed my skirt, and gone with the wind. I capture this moment is clever, feel the life the vicissitudes of taste, the taste of life rest in peace.

      I shook hands with this season, his ear whisper, meditation depict in my heart a feeling, have feeling. Life drifting and drifting and go to another, as if a moment, then through the earth between the passions, with no soul away......

      I quietly walked on the road, the fading, sunlight is no longer so hot g-suite in oldham, the sky pale faded, sky blue screen in a million. Dense shade Bi, autumn flowers with sundowners cold, frosty sky. Touch of coolness hit, with hints of melancholy leapt to mind.

      "Autumn trees are trees, Yamashiyama Yuiochi." The distant mountains, in the early autumn twilight fell full of light, more charming. Listening to the sound of chirping birds, my mood suddenly became bright and clear.

      Dress in the breeze ripples out a beautiful arc, the body also is in the wind through the years of cool, a feel fresh again, want to come, this is the autumn gift. When they reached the mid or late autumn g-suite manchester, maybe we wouldn't have such a bright mood.

      Indus Yela Zhiqiu, generously. Willow chlorosis months Shuying, the fall, the leaves fall. I painted a autumn silhouette in the heart, such as the color like flowing quietly in my heart...... Life, if the coexistence, and beauty is always the heart, this is how a pair of quiet and beautiful ink?!

      The people to the middle-aged, such as this early autumn scenery, is a thriving, but always can not cover the vicissitudes of life and loneliness. Because, autumn is getting stronger, always want to fall to, isn't it?

      The passing years, has given me a bright but not dazzling brilliance, but always the heart does not belong. People who are familiar with, those who share sb.'s joys and sorrows of students, those who pass by the crowd, the hometown of childhood...... As no traces of a dream, in my life, just out of reach.

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