Time of compassion

It is autumn, autumn rain, in the air, full of the morning. This time is warm, relies on the window Tingyu, can hear the wind poetry, can plunge into the memory, and past their reunion.

At this point, even the time is cool.

Suddenly like "cool" of the word, reading is like a faint ray of the wind across the mouth, on paper, yet so thin. Cool, get rid of the past. The deep, gently, like a bright moon in the clouds, clean natural.

You see, the tree flowers of autumn, defeated the gone with the wind, to rain, even if it is on the wane, how much there is high and brilliant., faded under the blooming season such as pink girl like sentimental, change is a mature and elegant beauty, beauty is a rhyme, beauty is a quality, picked up, still have sweet smell.

So, I said, autumn is beautiful, and the sweet spring, like the two kind of women's charm.