autumn

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons of reincarnation, and the season of falling leaves, the thoughts are like a solidified river. The figure was a statue, sitting quietly on the steps in front of the door, only the yellow leaves on the white clouds in the eyes.

Year after year, day after day, the thoughts that seem to have been forgotten have been picked up by the autumn wind and turned over on the thin clouds.

The sun is like a warm, silent, silent, turned into a gauze, wrapped in a statue. The autumn wind calls the clouds, taking away this fragile package, letting the fate make it experience...

The silent drop is the teardrops that ooze out, moisturizing the yellow leaves, and the leaves are green again, and escape the loneliness of autumn. The stone that protrudes from the river is the stone of the statue. Let the people who want to cross the river see the scenery on the other side, but they are soaked, shake off a coat, still silent...

The statue with the orange veil seems to be turned into the yellow leaf, but it is retreating; because the yellow leaves are unable to break free from the sway of the autumn wind; there is no warmth in the sun; there is no dazzling light.

Only the sculpture with the gauze is beautiful and far-reaching. The thoughts in the gaze are killing the loneliness, picking up the waves of the sea, and passing through the solidified river, making the jade shine.

May the sculpture fly over with the gauze and fly over...

Second day: hk1215