Last year,the autumn,the sky is always blue,and sometimes a sudden turn and his sinister colors,floods undercurrent,and the recovery of the grassland has little gray surface color.However,that year flash rainstorm,strong airflow is still a dazzling shimmering jitter.Only the North to the birds know this warm bed sleeping,then flying swans,swan goose and duck,like a deep overcast clouds,so here are more a luxuriant.Do not know how long the effect,as if in a tight struggle finally gradually revealing the known,the field from its broad chest in the atmosphere over long trail,slope and Bashang have water in the vicinity of cemeteries in general dispersed round the trees and crops have begun to sway in the breeze in the leaves become a calm and wide.Dew back,in the early morning and evening wetting the ridge,quietly put up the field.Lu Lan also came Bashang quietly afloat,no longer go back to the valley.Although the sun is still bright,but the pain is no longer the backbone of Sunburn people become Kiyosumi,as if it finally is weak and can not be distilled into a field,it is the field of reconciliation and the like; ......autumn has come!
去年,秋天,天空永远是蓝的,有时会突然翻脸而露出险恶的颜色,洪水潜流着,复苏的草原又泛起点点苍苍的颜色.然而,那年暴雨一闪而过,强烈的气流依然抖动着耀眼的波光.只有北来的候鸟知道这张温暖的床眠,那飞翔的天鹅、鸿雁和野鸭,就像一片阴深的云朵,使这儿显得更苍郁了.不知道从多久起,仿佛一场紧张的拼搏终于渐渐地透出了分晓,田野从它宽阔的胸膛里过来一缕悠悠的气息,斜坡上和坝上有如水一般的清明在散开,四下里的树木和庄稼也开始在微风里摇曳,树叶变得从容而宽了.露水回来了,在清晨和傍晚润湿了田埂,悄悄地挂上田间.露岚也来到了坝上,静静地浮着,不再回到山谷里去.阳光虽然依旧明亮,却不再痛炙人的脊梁,变得清澄,仿佛它终于乏力了,不能蒸融田野了,也就和田野和解了似的；……秋天来了!