As the days get shorter and the nights get longer, the sun begins to like lying in bed. Too thin clothes are a bit out of place, and I began to worry about what to wear today; Grandma's pomegranate is getting heavier and heavier, with a red face and a cracked mouth. It really doesn't know that it will soon become an "exotic". Autumn has really come, which is the most comfortable time of the year in Beijing. It seems that men and women who sit in offices all day have no feelings. After all, it is early autumn, no leaves, no rain, no autumn depression. On the contrary, the apple carts and pear carts along the road make people feel a little harvested, which may be the only benefit of living in the urban-rural fringe.
In autumn, Beijing, a city with bad environment, takes on a new look. After four months of suffocation, it can calm down and catch its breath. Finally, I don't need to turn on the air conditioner. I open the window at night, listening to the whispers of autumn insects and singing the songs they just understood, urging me to have a good dream until dawn. I always feel that sleeping in autumn is the most comfortable. I, a person who usually doesn't sleep well, how can I not like autumn?
When I was a child, I spent the autumn in an alley. As far as I can remember, the dates in my yard were all ripe in early autumn. My uncle climbed into the room and knocked on the dates with a pole. All the children in an alley came, waiting there to pick the date. It was a sensation when the pole fell down. Finally, grandma asked the host to send bowls, and the western family sent bowls, and every family did not fall. A jujube tree sweetened a whole alley. Because of this, jujube trees with thick bowls won the hearts of the people. Neighbors say it's alive, dates are crisp and sweet, and never worms. Twenty years later, that jujube is still the best I have ever eaten, and Hutong is also the most human place. Tall tile houses, fragrant jasmine, chapped pomegranate and clear pigeon whistle roared past in the autumn wind.
In my memory, the autumn sky is particularly high and blue, which makes my heart particularly bright and I want to sing.
Unfortunately, the life in the alley left only a few memories. In a blink of an eye, I landed this autumn, and the little girl with a big dog in the alley became an adult who was afraid of dogs. 1In the autumn of 995, I started to go to school at No.37 Fucheng Road.
Not long after school started, my good friends and I went to Diaoyutai on 12 1. I heard that the PLA soldiers there are very handsome, and the ginkgo forest there is beautiful in autumn. There are only 2 or 3 stops from the school to Diaoyutai, but when you get to that grove, it's like going to another world, a fairy tale world. The narrow forest is covered with yellow, which makes people feel a little real when they walk up. Two rows of trees, a sky, so gorgeous yellow, shocking beauty, standing in the Woods, surrounded by warm colors, the ginkgo leaves all over the sky seem to say, this is maturity, that is, autumn rhyme.
Open the photo album again, looking at ginkgo six years ago, autumn six years ago, and youth six years ago, it is a bit unpredictable. The best six years of life, like this photo album, leave some moments, some memories, and vaguely remember some joys and sorrows. Most days are like this autumn wind, which blows away without leaving a trace.
Autumn in Beijing is fleeting, and the roses that have been in the community for a whole summer have begun to fall in England. What's more, last night's autumn rain was dribs and drabs, and the autumn cold was approaching. You can't squander your favorite days for too long. ...