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1. Unconsciously, the Mid-Autumn Festival gradually fades away from the chill and succumbs to the chilly autumn wind, which has now become a bitter cold wind. I know very well that this is the winter season, but my heart is still in the golden autumn. Maybe I drank the autumn girl, the shallow, slow-selling wine was really drunk... I was so deep and deep...

2, the moon on the branch. The world is quiet. In the vast waters of the Dongting Lake, overlooking the distance of the Shuishuitan, the ditch and the port, the deep and deep, the snorkeling, the gulls and the herons, the fishing sails, the lights are bright, the world is more harmonious, the night is bright. The gentler it is. The trees on the lakeside are quietly standing, the trees are shadowy, the surrounding insects are screaming, the breeze is slow, everything seems to be so real, but it feels unpredictable, lonely, looming, faint, floating in the general, hidden in the hustle and bustle color.

3. The moon illuminates half of the sky. Only one or two stars are seen in the distant sky, and the faint light is slowly disappearing. The river that rushed for a day, slowly flowing under the moonlight. The evening wind blows, waves
16. Suddenly, the head flies past a group of playful and playful birds. The feathers of the birds seem to be dyed into gold by the golden autumn. But some leaves are not so yellow. In a golden season, green leaves are a miracle! It feels like I saw the frost in June. The fall of the autumn rain is not as big as a flower needle. I really like this rain!

17, feel the blue sky, soft clouds, warm sunshine, warm spring breeze. The spring breeze blows into the hut. Gently close your eyes, breathe deeply, and draw fresh air. Feel the charm of the spring breeze. Feel the spring scenery everywhere in March. Looking up at the blue sky, the white clouds. The group of white pigeons fly under the blue sky, showing the vitality of spring.

18, in front of the house, sleeping in the winter of the phoenix tree, leafy bushes, blooming beautiful flowers, layers of branches, such as the six months of sesame presents a string of flowers. The sun generously smeared the flowers with gold, bringing more happiness and beauty to the world. The green leaves are the homes of the little birds. In the dream, the leaves become the spring of the hustle and bustle of the northern Shaanxi.

19, at this moment, the crooked moon, the shy moonlight, in the sweet-scented osmanthus trees, gently stroking the bleakness of the autumn wind bleak, looking forward to the bloom of Guizi, the fragrance of Ruize atrium, crossed the heart wall, push away The dusty heart window.

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