Picking up a light green book, I came here with the breath of autumn. Sipping the faint scent of lemon, I sat upright and embroidered slowly. Sometimes the wind blows, sometimes it's noisy, sometimes it's humming, sometimes it's sad, this weekend afternoon, I'm looking forward to...
Bitter, take another breath, frown slightly; take another breath, bite your tongue. Do you still have the courage? Have another bite! If I were a naive child, I think I would give up, but I am not, so I slowly tasted and savored this unique taste...
Autumn is coming, not obviously, but I still stubbornly discovered it. Looking up, the sky after the rain is very transparent, transparent blue and transparent white. Lying on my back alone on this lazy sofa, watching the people coming and going on the arch bridge. Men and women, young and old, and traffic flowing under the arch bridge. I'm looking at the scenery here... A unique and charming scenery, who is looking at you? I can reach out and touch the soothing green leaves, I can reach out and touch the warmth of the tea cup, I can reach out and touch the warmth of the lamp... But, I am still just a person looking at the scenery.
Woman! Under your independent and strong appearance, who holds up your fragile and soft heart? Woman! When you laugh, who wipes away the tears in your heart? Woman! Why are those beautiful eyes always dim?
Some fate is destined to be short-lived, right time, wrong person. The tea has become cold, and the bitterness penetrates the heart and spleen...
Autumn, blowing quietly, cools hands and feet, limbs, body, does it also cool the heart? Another cup of hot tea...