Beautiful prose without autumn in Jiangnan
Autumn in Jiangnan is very short, so short that you don't realize it, and she left in a hurry before you could see it clearly.
Those bright red and yellow, scattered gorgeous, are all early winter scenery. People say, look, autumn is strong.
In early winter, Jiangnan painted autumn.
July in the field, August in the field, September in the house, October in my bed. In the past, Qiu Lai was full of wind and rain, and the dew at night became heavier and heavier. The night is frosty and cold, and it is bleak everywhere. Warm wine keeps out the cold and the late wind. In the north, it is full of fallen leaves. In the distance, there is a piece of yellow, a piece of red, a pile of powder, and the mountains and rivers are dyed again.
However, the appearance of Jiangnan has not changed, and it is still immersed in warmth. "There is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn." Looking around, autumn still shows great vitality. Leaves fall in autumn, but Jiangnan is full of vitality. Autumn leaves do not fall, and the night wind is not cold. Birds and flowers are still singing, and the scenery is as usual. The sky is flying, the sun is shining, the wind blows willows in the water town, and the people on the lake are woven, lush and green everywhere, with a blue color.
Perhaps, this is the magic of Jiangnan, and the change of four seasons has slowed down here. Is it the dream beauty of Jiangnan? Or the tenderness hidden between heaven and earth? Let the season be difficult forever. Walking in Jiangnan, I can't help sighing. The four seasons are long in winter and summer, and there is no separate spring and autumn. In the long shadow of summer, autumn is just a moment.
The feeling in Jiangnan is indeed so. The seasons are connected, and winter and summer are particularly long, which often makes people lose their minds. Especially in spring and autumn, it is always vague and ambiguous. It is agreed that it will be spring in March and winter will not go, which makes it difficult for Jiangnan to take off its cold coat in the cold, and the dazzling spring is covered by the cold all the way. Although the flowers are good, the cold is as heavy as a curtain that cannot be pushed open. Suddenly one day, when the warm sun came, I felt extremely hot and put on my shirt in a hurry. Before the beginning of spring, spring bloomed, and the leap in time made Jiangnan not know the taste of spring for a long time.
After midsummer, I look forward to autumn and the beginning of autumn. The sun is still so strong, the autumnal equinox has passed, but I can't feel a trace of coolness. Beginning of winter is full of fatong, but the top of his head is a little yellow, the breeze is swaying, and there is no hate frost at night. White dew, poplars everywhere, seems to have no scattered traces, lingering time in the sunset. It snowed lightly, and the wilderness was still green except for the yellow leaves left by the harvest at the head of the field. Even the green space in front of the window is only slightly yellowish green.
It suddenly occurred to me that after autumn, where is autumn?
In the dim days, I long for love, thinking of golden everywhere, blue sky and white clouds flying, flowers flying wild. The season has been wandering, and the residual temperature on the summer track can't be turned away. Jiangnan has been waiting. Standing in front of the blue bricks and tiles, chanting, the frost and dew are getting cold, I haven't heard of the wild chrysanthemums, and I have harvested the grains and sown them, which has been hidden in my dreams. Such days become complicated and picturesque. However, after harvesting rice, picking fruits, picking carrots and planting wheat, time is not old, and the four seasons flow, but the green Jiangnan has not withered. Look at the garden full of begonia and chrysanthemum, and mistake autumn for spring.
It seems that there is autumn wind blowing, and it is already after beginning of winter, only the fallen leaves that are intentionally or unintentionally raised are seen. When the leaves fall, the season suddenly turns around. The winter is full of eyes, the howling cold and the continuous rain. In early winter, autumn scenery is so cold that people are caught off guard, so I reluctantly accept it and bid farewell to a season quietly.
When spring slipped through your fingers, it was early summer, which was a pity. This feeling of autumn seems to have turned into a faint surprise. Jiangnan land, Jiangnan feelings, there is always a youthful complex.
Watching farmers enjoy the cool in the warm sun in early winter, a piece of autumn colors will slowly spread out. The peppers in the flat land are dazzling, Ginkgo Avenue is poetic, and a maple valley begins to shine, like bright flags, those eager hearts are surging with eager impulses, and open their eyes to praise the colors of late autumn!
Let nature take its course, even if you forget your figure in autumn and winter, it is also the beauty of Jiangnan. As for the dislocation of solar terms and meteorology, it blurs the transformation and is also an infinite nostalgia for autumn.
After living for a long time, I realized that Jiangnan is Jiangnan. Its temperament is gentle and stubborn, and even the seasons cannot be easily changed. The water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River are inhabited by green elves, the air is filled with fiery feelings, the chest is full of hot topics, and the rivers are full of spring.
No longer mind, there is no autumn in Jiangnan, leaving more green to the beautiful scenery and making up for the needs with strong colors.