The December Shanghai, unveiling, still autumn deep, faint in a cold rain, desolately惨惨, but also cold slice, close to the dawn side. Stern embrace murderous wind blowing Indus night they die, fluttering leaves, flying Caesar Montreal, messy ... ...
I do not know is that the whinny of the environmental impact of my feelings, or am I with a sad heart to see a dull Qiu Jing. A hint of inexplicable melancholy quietly rise in my heart, eyes wander among the two beams under the desk glass, beat the flame leaps into the eyes Sutherland, it was a few years ago in Nanjing, Qixiashan Maple Ridge attractions, souvenirs brought back: 2 chip embedded in the plastic film in the refined and compact red maple leaf, looking at them, could not help but also conjures up front that the red faction intoxicating scenery to.
It was a late autumn afternoon, the factors Wen Qixia fengling pleasant phase fascinating, and so they Xinxin Ran to a visit.
Cars outside the city out of Nanjing, the whole vast wilderness, blue sky lofty mountains rely on each side of the ups and downs in the Yangtze River. Towering 3000-mile country momentum suddenly an open mind.
Wait until the Maple Ridge, door does not open, we catch a glimpse of the Man Shan leaves, layer upon layer upon layer, in the mountain breeze in the gently rocking, especially touching. Next get their cars looking Qixiashan is undoubtedly a very beautiful, look at closely similar to endure Zhu Zhu Maple, such as the clouds of flame Lie Lie combustion, like red fitted girls trippingly group dance. Changfeng had Department, 10000 leaves whirling, such as hair secluded faint sigh, 100 to low folding, never stopped. Their claims but can not speak sorrowful love, magic, if the Six Dynasties Sheng Xiao Jinling, Qinhuai Dengying old melodies, who have heard of are all in moving.
Sun Dusk, the walks stairs climbing, high and low set off on both sides of Fenglin, density and white, red shadow flashing, Enchanting, filling million species style. Although the bright red, it does not see the vulgar. You see this stretch of pointed leaves, Man-zhi full shoot, like projection of thousands of Mars, in a twinkling of an eye has been solidified, it turned into this beautiful maple Yi Keke.
Stands mountainside, far away came late Qixia Temple melodious bell reverberation of wind around, straight up the sky, an empty mind not help to clarify the static. The distance, the sunset is accompanied by Momo Xi sunset sinkers, sublime and solemn and quiet, and the sunset red maple also embraced the intersection out of a more eye-catching light, overflowing half a piece heaven. This scene is like fantasyland, the United States of forceful, the United States and co-teaching people could not help but stop to think ... ...
Autumn in the sky, the trees are dying out, heaven and earth a golden, but only maple but "Wan Shan popular in, row of trees to make dye." Perhaps it does not Chunhua come everywhere, no more than Sappho is so touching, but their strength of character cool and bright, tolerance is much alike with the Dong-mei! I ask, who is there does not admire it for its own heart?
I suddenly understand why this mountain, called Qixiashan, and it was not exactly brilliant with the sunset glow of the countless habitats do? The glow and the sunset is no doubt it is this piece of Fenglin permanent immortal soul, every day dawn, they gathered the East to greet the rising sun; every night at dusk, a total of Xishan Corporate Banking sunset will be low. Any passage of time, everlasting.
Afterglow gradually disappeared to do, Stars lit the night sky, cool breeze gently passing cheek impression that things are infinite cozy. However, the photograph of Qiu-feng Fang Cai sunset diagram are still a long time haunt, lingering.
Thereafter, whenever the autumn and winter Communication, Shanghai, unveiling the streets to see yellow leaves, I would have thought outside the city of Nanjing, the Yangtze River while touching heart and soul that leaves the Man Shan. An attraction, suddenly vivid.
Author: FH16
