It has been nearly ten years since the autumn of the northern kingdom. Every autumn in the south, I always think of the Luhua in Taoran Pavilion, the willow shadow in Diaoyutai, the insect singing in the west mountain, the night moon in Yuquan, and the bell in Tanzhe Temple. Even if you don't go out in Peiping, you can rent people to live in a broken rafter house in the imperial city. In the morning, you can make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard. You can also see a very high green sky and hear the flying sound of pigeons in the green world. From the bottom of the locust leaves, count a little bit of the sunlight from the East, or in the broken waist, face the blue flower like a trumpet (Chaorong), and naturally feel the very autumn.<br>
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