In autumn, I met Peiping.

It is a blessing to be able to experience the autumn of Beijing in one's lifetime. It is the autumn like paradise that gurgles in Lao She's works, and it is also the autumn of the old capital engraved in Yu Dafu's words for a lifetime.

If the autumn scenery in Beijing is divided into ten points, how many colors are divided into, such as red leaves, residual lotus, ginkgo, and blue sky. In the eyes of different people, there must be different scoring methods. I prefer to rate based on the seasonal flow. Since the beginning of autumn, early autumn, Mid-Autumn Festival and late autumn have been equally divided. The cool breeze brought by early autumn and the clear blue sky, the exquisite autumn moon and brilliant yellow leaves brought by the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the red maple and vigorous mountain haze brought by the late autumn are like a craftsman's brush, with the thick ink and light color The autumn colors turn from light to deep, forming a Beijing autumn intention.

The scenery is ultimately the light reflection of all things in the world in people's eyes. The scenery in the eyes and the feelings in the hearts constitute the memory and impression that each scenery gives everyone. In this way, there is no fixed route or formula to appreciate the autumn scenery. Especially for those who have lived in the capital for a long time, throughout the autumn, they should carefully feel the coolness of the air, the distance of the sky, the yellow autumn leaves, and the penetration of the moonlight. If all senses are mobilized to evaluate autumn in this way, then even if they only walk around the door every day, it will be enough to enjoy the autumn scenery until a few miles.

And every autumn, I can never calm down. The enthusiasm of the summer, suppressed by the scorching heat, is gradually recovering in the coolness of autumn. I always want to travel around and visit the autumn everywhere, so that I can sigh when the late autumn is coming to an end. Forget it, autumn is over, and I have never let it down.

So from the beginning of autumn, I met autumn colors scattered throughout the capital.

When the peaceful lake meets the autumn wind,

When the remnant lotus in the North Sea meets the rain,

When the city wall of Gubei meets maple red,

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When I met Peiping in autumn,

And I met such a affectionate autumn in Peiping.

I would like to dedicate this article to you who live particularly seriously in autumn.

-----Early autumn----

When the lake is peaceful, it meets the autumn wind.

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The autumn wind entered the small building one night, and the green gauze was cold and the lotus flowers were thin.

The picture of farming and weaving is just like in the past, and we don't see old friends wandering around the old land.

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[One day in late August will be sunny and cloudy]

Many times, the purpose of going to the Summer Palace was to meet the spectacle of golden light piercing holes when the sun went down. However, it backfired and the wish I originally thought would come true was always in vain. For example, it was clear that it was sunny when I left in the afternoon, but after arriving at the Summer Palace, the weather turned from sunny to overcast, and the idea of golden light piercing the hole floated away from my head like a dark flowing cloud.

However, every time I go to the Summer Palace, I always make some new discoveries, and my attention shifts from the most famous Thousand Buddha Hall, promenade and seventeen Confucius Bridge to the scenery in the sparsely inhabited parts of the garden.

For example, the West Causeway. Walking on the embankment, you can always think of the familiar scenery of the West Lake. A few steps each way, there are a few weeping willows blowing with the wind, like a layer of green gauze curtain. Looking through the willow shadows, I feel that the landscape pavilion opposite me is lively and hazy, like smoke and a dream. At the edge where the embankment meets the water, there are clusters of purple flowers and plants. The purple color is bright and lively, as if it was embroidered with brightly colored silk threads. I prefer embankments to bridges. Bridges are high, distant, and above the water; dams are naturally extended, friendly, and integrated with the water surface. So when you step on the bridge, you are far away from the water; when you walk on the embankment, you are integrated into the water. It seems that the dam in the Summer Palace also fulfilled the Qing Dynasty kings 'aspirations for Jiangnan. They settled their capital in the north but often admired the beautiful mountains and rivers of Jiangnan. Therefore, they ordered craftsmen to create illusions of Jiangnan mountains and rivers in the garden according to the situation. Jiangnan is after all the bright white moonlight in the hearts of the people of the north, whether it is the royal family or civilians.

The Geng Zhi Tu Scenic Area is a beautiful and quiet courtyard. Compared with the crowded Thousand Buddha Hall and the Seventeen-Arch Bridge, it is sparsely populated. A large area of lotus flowers is planted on the water in the scenic area, and two staff members are driving a small boat to clear lotus leaves that block the route. This hard work under the scorching sun is indeed full of poetry to people on the shore. The farming and weaving map scenic area is named after the stone paintings of farming and weaving maps from the Qianlong period in the park. The role of the stone paintings in ancient times was to encourage farmers to work hard, and their significance is probably equivalent to today's red-headed documents. This group of precious stone paintings is hidden at the corner of the promenade in the park, so lonely that no one cares about it. There were only two old people chatting leisurely in the corridor. Their leisurely appearance made it seem that this was not a royal garden, but just an ordinary backyard of their own house.

There are many bridges in the Summer Palace. In addition to the famous Seventeen-Confucius Bridge and Jade Belt Bridge, there are also many bridges whose names are unknown. Some bridges have also built pavilions on top of the bridge, which is a great place to rest and view the scenery. Sitting on the pavilion in the bridge, there are beautiful scenery all around. Nearby, a pool of lake water is covered with patches of green lotus leaves. Occasionally, cruise ships break into the lotus swamps. Only then do we realize that there are still routes hidden in the lotus leaves. In the distance, large flowing clouds slowly crossed the sky and disappeared among the mountains. What's even more beautiful is that at dusk, the ambiguous warm light reduces the pixels of the scenery, allowing the mountains, rivers, birds and birds to hide their structural details, leaving only a few outlines and lines. This transformation is like a meticulous painting turning into a splash ink landscape painting. It is simple and simple, but it has endless beauty.

Coming out of the Summer Palace, I happened to discover the tram on the Xijiao Line, so I went to experience it with great interest. The Xijiao Line runs directly from the Summer Palace to the Botanical Garden and Fragrant Hills. It is known as the most beautiful tram. However, the red leaves have not yet arrived at this time, and the roads along the way may be under renovation, giving a somewhat dilapidated picture of the suburbs of Beijing. Let's take this bus to Xiangshan when the leaves are red. Then, I will have a good experience of the fairy tale beauty of the red maple trees all the way. I make a wish.

When the lotus flowers in Houhai meet the sunset.

----------------------Houhai Xiyun---------------------------------------------

Willow shadows and lotus fragrance pass through the light boat, and red pink songs follow the water.

If you want to ask about the past, you can only stand on the eaves of the weeds.

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[The penultimate day of August is cloudy and sunny]

I have always thought that Houhai is the most charming place in Beijing, just like the Qinhuai River is to Nanjing. This place has a more modern feel than historic sites such as the Forbidden City, and has more heritage than prosperous markets such as Sanlitun. It is suitable for the past and the present, which is also profound and gentle.

My initial understanding of Hou Hai came from Zhang Liangying's non-famous song "Sadness in G Major". Her slightly sad voice sang that sentence: In the blink of an eye, it was summer in Beijing again, and Shichahai was full of lotus flowers again. When I was studying in middle school in a small northern city at that time, I heard this song, and I imagined the grand scene of a pond full of lotus flowers. This was the first impression Hou Hai gave me through two headphone cables.

After studying in Beijing, I began to come into contact with the tags that different people put on Houhai. Some people call it red and red, while others call it a niche atmosphere. However, I was deeply impressed by the two people's comments on Hou Hai. The first comment comes from poet and director Yin Lichuan. She has a famous poem: When it snows, Beijing becomes Peiping. After this widely praised and popular poem, there is another sentence: We go to Houhai to watch the snow, and we will return to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. After reading the first sentence, my heart twitched with surprise. As soon as I read the second sentence, I became a little confused. Why did Beijing travel back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties just after arriving in Houhai? The second comment came from a teacher's sentence in class one autumn morning: It's autumn again in Beijing. I strongly recommend that everyone ride a bicycle to Houhai for a few rounds. It is the best place to go in Beijing in autumn.

So I rode a bicycle to Houhai one early autumn afternoon. As soon as I saw the light of the lake, I couldn't stand the hasty scenery passing by while riding, so I simply locked my car and walked. Autumn in Houhai is both rich and profound. It is not autumn that looks light on the surface like yellow leaves, but autumn that slowly seeps out from under the wall and from the bottom of the lake. Although the autumn sun is still bright, it is not poisonous at all. The sun is as transparent as crystal, but it is not hot when it shines on the body. A trace of cool breeze blows, as comfortable as a massage.

Speaking of the lotus flowers in Houhai, it is actually not the grand occasion of the pool full of lotus flowers as imagined in middle school. It is just a long strip of lotus flowers distributed on the edge of the lake. This season is also green, fat, red and thin, with scattered lotus flowers trailing on the green lotus leaves.

The grandfathers swimming in Houhai are also a sight in the lake. A few years ago, a certain winter swimmer in Houhai became a famous Internet celebrity. There is an old grandfather in the water teaching his little grandson to swim. This scene inevitably makes people envy Beijing children. Houhai, a cultural and artistic holy land in the eyes of others, is just a place where people can swim in primary school.

If you want to find a quieter place in the Houhai area, you might as well avoid the lively bar street and turn around and go to the alley for a while. The sun sifts vivid tree shadows on the red gate in the private courtyard. The red characters Xi at the entrance of the alley still exude festive warmth. The weeds on the eaves are as curious and intimidating as the word dangerous house. The people who have gone by with treadmills...

Autumn in Houhai is like the girl next door living in my heart. She is not as solemn as autumn in classical gardens, and she does not need makeup or fancy clothes. Advocates can look into her eyes or chat with her freely, and inadvertently put her lovely plain face into their hearts.

When the black swan is sweet, you meet a fairyland.

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Swan Lake Shadow

Cang cypress condenses smoke carp playing lotus, and a glimpse of black feathers seems to be an immortal.

Only by looking at all the hardships of creation can you understand the original sweetness of the world.

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[Late August turns cloudy and sunny]

I once accidentally saw the introduction of Black Swan Yanglin Store on Ctrip. The ultra-high-looking food and environment were declared a holy place for young girls in the capital. Black Swan is Holyland's high-end brand. When I think of Holilai, I can't help but think of a series of Beijing street dessert shops such as Weimei, Happy Day, and Bread Newword. Countless times I walked to their brightly lit window windows in the night, and used clips to place lovebirds, butter bread, brownies, matcha cakes on the tray... These student-priced desserts are the sweetest solace of my student days.

The location of Black Swan Yanglin Store is remote, and it is not worth visiting just for food. But if it is regarded as a comprehensive package of sightseeing + sweet food + photography exhibition, it is especially worth it.

Outside the restaurant is a forest garden. In order to create a fairyland atmosphere, mist will be sprayed out every once in a while. The hazy fog drifted among the green mountains and forests, as if it was outside the world. Several elegant black swans swam through the mist, and the bright fish of fish fluttered their tails freely.

There are many beautiful little lotus flowers blooming in the lake. Beautiful koi swim around among the flowers and leaves, forming a natural picture of koi playing with lotus. The poem I recited when I was a child immediately came to my mind: You can pick lotus flowers in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves can be used to fields. Fish playing lotus leaves, east, west, north, south and middle...

The store's design is simple and atmospheric, with pure white colors as the main color. From tableware, snacks to waiters, there are all appropriate high-quality collections. As for the taste... We're not here for the taste anyway. The afternoon tea set comes with two accompanying gifts, including two chocolates and two tickets to the Luo Hong Photography Art Museum. Luo Hong is the boss of Black Swan.

The photo exhibition is very worth seeing. Perhaps what is more touching than these photos of the scenery themselves is the photographer's free and brave heart.

----Mid-Autumn Festival----

The ancient trees in the local altar meet the clear sky.

------------------Ditan stepping on autumn-----------------------------

The unicorn stands in the setting sun at the eaves corner, and the dew frost is cold and the glass is cool.

The person holding the hand was not seen last year, and the coming year should have the fragrance of peony.

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[The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival in September is clear and clear]

The first half of September was a bit busy, and there was no time to go to the garden to explore autumn. I always think that autumn in the garden is different from the outside. It is autumn that has not been polluted by car exhaust and retains its heavy ancient flavor. So all kinds of curiosity about autumn continued to accumulate in my mind: Are the leaves starting to turn yellow? Has it become a state of gold inlaid jade with yellow edges and green in the middle?

Ditan Park is famous for its Ginkgo Avenue. Around mid-October, when the ginkgo leaves are all yellow, the Ginkgo Avenue is surrounded by two rows of golden light. Tall ginkgo trees bear golden leaves, like shining ladies. I couldn't wait for the leaves to slowly turn yellow, so I went to Ditan Park the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival to explore the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was nearly dusk when we arrived at the garden. The sky is blue, and white clouds float by intermittently. The sun lengthens the shadows of everything in the garden, the shadows of doornails, eaves, leaves... all kinds of light are photocopied on the wall, forming simple but poetic prints.

Looking up, you can see rows of corm-horned beasts standing upright in the clear sky like proud guardians. These legends solidified on the roof are intimidating and lovely to watch. They remind people of glory, majesty, and camphor stories read in ancient books.

Ancient trees and leaves are the highlights of Ditan. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind did not have time to render the leaves golden, but only plated with gold edges on the edges of the leaves, like jade inlaid with gold. It was a work of art carved by nature. This deep forest once sheltered the singers, walkers and the darkest life of Shi Tiesheng. The old couple he described who came together that day can still be found under the tree today. It's just that the new man changes his old look, and generations of time have slipped away under the same tree.

When the flowers and plants in the botanical garden meet autumn frost.

-----------------Planting a garden to view chrysanthemums-------------------------

A path filled the garden with fragrant chrysanthemum flowers, and the shadows of clouds shine on people and autumn water far away.

Where can I accommodate Ren Gonggu, it was originally deep in the mountains and ancient forests.

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[September Mid-Autumn Festival is sunny]

Plants are the best messengers of the season. The four seasons are also the most distinct in the botanical garden. Flowers bloom and spring, and leaves fall to know autumn.

If one says that the autumn scenery in the garden is concentrated, it is Xuanqiu Garden. There are clear lines like Dai distant mountains, as well as glittering autumn waters with emotion; there are gorgeous autumn trees with full colors, and there are also winding and quiet paths. Looking at the mountains and water here, you will unknowingly integrate into the painting; walking in the forest, your chest will be filled with the flavor of autumn.

The Mid-Autumn Festival coincides with the Chrysanthemum Festival in the garden. Poses of potted chrysanthemums of various shapes are placed on tables by the roadside. A chrysanthemum-themed display board is also set up behind the table to introduce poems, customs and myths related to chrysanthemums. Reading a line of chrysanthemum poems, admiring chrysanthemums, and feeling the inheritance and extension of humanistic moods on a plant seems to have understood the Zen meaning of one flower and one world.

When I come to the Botanical Garden, I always visit the tomb of Mr. Liang Qichao. Liang Cemetery Garden was designed by Liang Sicheng, and the atmospheric and simple tombstones blend into the tranquility of the mountain forest background. In this place where Duke Liang's body ended and rested, I silently recited the words he wrote when he was a boy: Beautiful, I am a boy in China, and I am never old with the sky! How strong, I am a Chinese boy, and I have no boundaries with the country!

When I was in a harmonious courtyard, I met Guixiang.

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When I was young, I traveled here, and I saw the white temples in the mirror and the copper leaking out.

The fragrance of osmanthus is as light as a dream, and the endless smoke causes sorrow for separation.

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[It's sunny in early October, with a little stronger wind]

Osmanthus osmanthus is probably the flower that best embodies the southern complex. The osmanthus trees fall in the moon, and the fragrance of fragrance floating outside is the dark fragrance of the osmanthus shadow that Song Zhiwen felt in Lingyin Temple; the search for osmanthus trees in the moon in the mountain temple, and looking at the tide from the pillow of the county pavilion is a memory of Jiangnan that Bai Juyi never forgot; I hope you pick and tie the jade, and don't send you to the old stream. Su Shi used osmanthus to himself and exhorted to his friends...

This was the first time I really came into contact with osmanthus, a gift from a good friend in my junior year. At that time, my good friend was studying in Shanghai, and by chance, he asked someone to bring me a small gift, which was a bag of dried osmanthus flowers. The yellow petals fill the bag, and even if you don't open the bag, you can still smell the rich aroma. My friend told me in a text message that it is now the osmanthus season, and the osmanthus fragrance is best at this time. You can use dried osmanthus to soak in water or make filling for pasta. So I quickly chose a leisurely afternoon, poured the dried osmanthus into a large glass pot, poured hot water into the pot, and saw those fine petals floating up and down, dancing lightly between the water layers. All of a sudden, it seemed like a sweet-scented osmanthus rain was falling in my glass pot. As the hot water was poured into the pot, an aroma came to your face and became stronger and stronger. Taking a sip of the sweet osmanthus water, my heart was warmed by my friend's elegant thoughts, and I couldn't help but think of the wonderful time I spent reading together when I was young. Today, my friends who went south to study have settled in the northernmost province. The cold environment is impossible to cultivate osmanthus trees. In our short life, we have begun to accommodate the distance between north and south migration. The unpredictable circumstances of life are like laurels who have fallen behind without knowing when. But adhering to the original intention, you can always find a happy destination. It is certainly an honor to win laurel in the Han Palace, but why should we just stick to the distant Han Palace? There is also a unique poetic interest in defeating laurels in the mountains.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached this year, I saw the event push of the Summer Palace Osmanthus Festival on Ctrip. The photos on the screen of my mobile phone have already attracted my soul: orange-yellow osmanthus flowers dot among the classical buildings of the Summer Palace, like stars falling from the sky. So on the first day after returning to Beijing on National Day, I quickly went to the Summer Palace to see osmanthus.

These ordinary flowers and trees from the south became delicate guests in the north and were transplanted into porcelain pots, becoming a unique autumn scene in the royal garden. The person stood next to the flower, the tip of his nose touched it, and in a short while he smelled a cloud of fragrant smoke. Smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers is like drinking fruit wine, which makes people feel awake when they are slightly intoxicated. It is a thorough aroma that is not aggressive. The best place to smell the aroma is to find a windy corner, where the aroma seems to be captured into a net, and people are immersed in the long aroma. With each breath and breath, it seemed like a bath had been completed, and my heart was calm and clean.

-----Late Autumn----

When the remnant lotus in the North Sea meets the rain.

-------------Beihai Listening to Rain------------------------

When geese depart from thousands of mountains, the dawn is cold, but when mountains are not as strong as worries are.

Let's be a floating guest for a day, counting the residual lotus and the rain.

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[Mid-October rainy day]

On a rainy day in early autumn, the sky is dark, and the leaves are in a semi-green but not yellow state. The whole gray city is completely irrelevant to Lao She's paradise. But I didn't want to waste my rest day, so I remembered seeing photos of the dead lotus in the Beihai on the public account a few days ago. So, since the weather is bad, let's go to Beihai Park to see the residual lotus.

Flying birds are the most agile scenery in the sky. They are like a group of touring dancers, cycling between north and south. There are no traces of birds in the sky, but I have already flown. Whenever I see a flock of birds roaring past, I always think of this poem by Tagore. Every time I think of this poem, I am surprised by the power of words, such gentle pictures, and such heavy philosophy.

The White Tower is a landmark building in Beihai Park. This is the impression of Beihai that has been frozen in memory for many years along with the song. The white tower stands tall in the city, white all year round. The surrounding scenery flows in order, and the lotus flowers in full bloom in summer become a remnant lotus in autumn. The dark yellow color of the residual lotus is like a long-standing gold ware, and its color tends to be dim and soft, like a lonely and prosperous remnant. For the first time, I discovered that the white tower against the residual lotus was also so beautiful. The scenery of midsummer is to the scenery of late autumn, just as the poems of the prosperous Tang Dynasty are to the poems of the late Tang Dynasty. The former is rich and the latter is sad.

I have a hopeless obsession with red walls in the park. The flat wall is like a canvas, and everything around it is set off against the red wall background to create a simple and exquisite artistic conception. Especially the combination of leaves and red walls, sometimes like an ancient letterhead, sometimes like a postcard of literature and art. Green or yellow leaves are like lines of text, recording the beauty and sorrow of this autumn

Pursuing perfection is the nature of human beings. But in the world of aesthetics, perfection is not necessarily equated with beauty. The beauty of incompleteness has always been an important chapter in aesthetics. The broken arm Venus in the Louvre, the unfinished regret of the red building, the first love that ended without illness... each piece of disability is bent into a crescent moon, scattering the white moonlight of a lifetime in our hearts. In poetry, the most amazing sentence to express the beauty of incompleteness is Li Shangyin's poem "Leave a lotus to listen to the sound of the rain." Therefore, in "Dream of the Red Chamber", Baoyu, who originally wanted to ask someone to pull out the residual lotus, immediately wanted to leave the residual lotus after hearing Daiyu's wish to listen to the rain. This is not a dead branch and leaves, but a percussion instrument that will play a late autumn aria together with the autumn rain. Back to the main story, if you catch bad weather in late autumn, don't worry, just go to Beihai to listen to the rain.

When hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers meet autumn colors.

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A ridge of autumn vegetables and hundreds of miles of flowers, but without wine, you can talk about mulberry and hemp.

There is no worry about the mountains blocking the way, and there is a Tian family in the dark willows and bright flowers.

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[Most of October has passed, sunny and cloudy]

Some people often comment that the most beautiful autumn in Beijing is in the suburbs of Beijing. The beauty of the suburbs of Beijing does not depend on artificial construction, but entirely on the naturally formed landscape. The Baili Gallery in Yanqing is the most gorgeous one in the autumn scenery in the suburbs of Beijing.

Baili Gallery is a route in Yandian Town, Yanqing. It is famous for its picturesque scenery and suitable for self-driving. It is known as the best route for self-driving tours in Beijing. Gangou is our first stop into the gallery. Straight trees cast clear-cut reflections in a clear water, like a green landscape painting. The first glance at this gallery is really amazing. There are many farmhouses in Gangou. Choosing a courtyard and eating a meal of farmhouse meals is an excellent experience to appreciate the fun of the mountains and rivers. The golden scrambled eggs and the crispy and delicious pancakes are both delicious, and the body is instantly filled with energy.

The sea of flowers is a major sight of Baili Gallery. A large collection of flowers of all types blooms into a sea, which is a beauty that even eyes have no time to capture one by one. In autumn, only chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the string of red is no longer bright and is air-dried into dried flowers. The dried string of red presents a light caramel color, but it has an autumn artistic conception.

The Silicized Wood Geopark contains precious Silicized Wood fossils. A geographical drastic change in ancient times caused the sea to cover the forest. The original structure of the tree was replaced by silica, and the rings and veins were petrified. Shen Kuo recorded in "Dream Xi Bi Tan": Thousands of miles away from the Bohai Sea, pine trees turn into stone. In the Silicized Wood Geopark, this mysterious past of pine turning into stone is vividly displayed. In addition, the siliceous wood geological park is also suitable for climbing high to watch autumn. The mountain road is soothing and will not consume much physical strength. Climbing to the top of the mountain, looking back is a beautiful place full of forests.

On the way back, we passed through the milk lake in Shangnaishan Village. The hazy mountains and rivers made us jump out of the car immediately excitedly. Layers of distant mountains leave deep and shallow reflections in the clear pool. There are green reeds nearby and sparse autumn trees in the distance. Shuttling around the bridge with your heart is like swimming in a painting or returning to nature.

On the ancient road in the local altar, I met yellow leaves.

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The ancient road is piled with yellow leaves, and the thin branches bear red maples.

Looking at this scene, I am fortunate to be the same as you.

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[The first sunny day in November is slightly hazy]

Every autumn, going to Ditan to take a look at Ginkgo Avenue has become a lingering thought. Only when this thing is completed will autumn be complete.

Ditan Park in November is the best time to fall. The ginkgo leaves are already golden yellow, and the maple leaves are just right red. Ginkgo leaves and maple leaves are two different beauty. Ginkgo leaves are beautiful in the whole, while maple leaves are beautiful in the details. To admire ginkgo leaves, you need to stand on the side of Ginkgo Avenue and let your eyes extend far and feel the brilliance of a golden light. It is the shocking beauty of the nail light spreading towards the golden scales of the sun. To admire maple leaves, you only need to stand under a maple tree and carefully examine the dark red leaves. It is the exquisite beauty of an exquisite red bean with exquisite dice.

Ginkgo leaves are the Milky Way that has fallen into the world; and maple leaves are the stars hanging on the trees.

Every autumn, I hope to become a street sweeper. Using a broom to sweep up the yellow leaves that fall to the ground is like storing a small part of autumn.

When the city wall of Gubei met Fenghong.

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The sparse red leaves decorate the Qionglou, and the autumn is all when you bow your head and look up.

Leave half a window of bright moon at night, and then give wine to my beloved man.

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[Cold sunny day in early November]

For Beijing, Gubei Water Town is definitely an alternative existence. People who have been there will wonder, am I still in Beijing? People who have never been to Gubei will also wonder if they look at photos of Gubei, is this Beijing?

For example, people who have seen the following two photos will always ask, is this not the water town in southern Anhui or the night view of Jiufen? This village with distant mountains and white walls and black tiles, this night with lights like fireflies and the silent rivers, is Beijing?

Yes, this is Beijing. Because Gubei Water Town is like a dream when you are still asleep. There is illusion in reality, and ambiguity in clarity.

It was already late autumn when we went to Gubei, just after October, which was crowded with tourists, and we caught the red leaves that had not yet fallen.

The gate of Gubei Water Town is a tall antique tower, which seems to remind tourists to leave your modern atmosphere outside the door and a journey through is about to begin.

The streetscape of Gubei Water Town instantly reminds people of the costume dramas that they chased after when they were young. When they saw the place names found in ancient books such as docks, Yuelao Temple, and academies, they couldn't help but imagine the storyline that matches these places. There are heroic chivalrous men parting at the dock, beautiful young ladies going to Yuelao Temple to pray, and romantic talents studying in the academy.

Perhaps it was because there were fewer tourists and the playing experience increased significantly, and I even felt that the commercialization here was very antique and didn't dislike it at all. Academies, kite shops, fragrant powder shops, lantern shops and various handicraft shops are scattered in the town, as if traveling back to a small city in ancient times. Many small shops are themselves antique small exhibition halls. The brightly colored dye fabrics in the dyeing workshops, the colorful paper art in the kite shops and lantern shops, the dazzling array of small goldfish in the Goldfish Hall, and various cultural and creative shops with full artistic value for young girls add a different look to this water town. No matter which style, it is full of vitality and fragrance.

In winter, the sunset time is early, and the town is only immersed in the sunset for a short time. But just this sunset makes the water town dazzlingly beautiful. Small bridges, flowing water, and figures all become soft and warm in the warm light of the sunset. Thousands of tenderness can be captured with a casual press of the shutter.

After night, be sure to climb to the top of the mountain and overlook the lights of thousands of homes in the water town. The lights outline the lines of the houses, and the hilltop church turns into a sacred light and shadow. A bright moon emerged from the distant mountains. The air is very quiet, the time is very slow, and the long years are such a beautiful encounter.

--------Finally, I wish you a happy autumn-----

When reading Nalan's poems, the four favorite words are Jingshu Autumn. Hiding in the depths of time, quietly counting the passing of each autumn, my heart is full and happy.

I hope that in my autumn, I will have passion fruits soaked in my glass, Yukijiang Nishimura dripping in my ears, pomegranates and chestnuts in my stomach, and yellow leaves and blue sky in my eyes.

This is my autumn series, and I play my role seriously, but I am not obsessed with the ending.

Finally, I wish you a happy autumn, the best wishes I can think of.