It has been nearly ten years since the autumn of the North. In the south every year to autumn, always think of Tao Ranpavilion's reed flowers, the willow shadow of the Diaoyutai, the worm singing in the West Mountain, the night moon of Yuquan, the bells of the Temple of Tanjung. In Beiping even if do not go out, is in the sea of people in the imperial city, renters a broken house to live, get up in the morning, soak a bowl of strong tea, to the yard to sit, you can also see a very high green sky, listen to the blue world of pigeon steaming sound. From the bottom of the leaves, to the east to count a trace of leakage of sunlight, or in the broken wall waist, quietly like a horn-like horn-pulling cattle flower (to rong) of the blue flower, naturally can also feel a very great autumn.
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