Chapter 15 Autumn: Dreams on Fallen Leaves

Ginkgo biloba in Yuyuantan floats the sun to thousands of golden flowers.When you walk into Yuyuantan in autumn, your mood will be brightened. It is not only the golden color of ginkgo trees surrounded by forests, but also the high sky and light clouds deep in the blue waves of Yuyuantan, and the red glow of sumac trees in the ginkgo forest. And it's not just the white birds perched on the willows on the shore—a wisp of wind blowing gently here must be a wisp of fragrance in autumn. Autumn is here, and I’m lying on a bench in the green grass of Yuyuantan like this, thinking about the preparations for life after the arrival of a season—it’s cold, and my new sweater is still on the way from the southern country to the northern country. What about winter?Autumn is here, winter will not be far away, what can warm my dreams in those snowy days?The autumn sun in Beijing is warm and warm, but the pool of autumn water by the forest is overflowing with coolness, the grasshopper’s chirping in summer is no longer heard on the grass, and the autumn cicadas in the forest don’t know where they are. Are you mature?Have shed the impetuosity of summer and realized that silence is golden?

A wandering literati is lying on a bench on the green grass of Yuyuantan, conceiving a long dream that is as beautiful as the autumn scenery; it is a cluster of haze in this golden color, or the stretched long roll of the long white silk-like cloud belt in the sky, or the water. The green willows swaying by the side - at such a time and place to dream a long dream of a wandering literati, there will still be a ray of fragrance of the golden sun. Ginkgo leaves bid farewell to the branches one by one, fluttering and swaying quietly, holding fan-shaped sunlight and falling like a dream, gradually decorating the green grass with a piece of gold.Such ginkgo leaves are as brilliant as gold pendants, and they also accidentally fell on the bench and my autumn shirt, exuding a gold-like fragrance.This is a very poetic fallen leaf, but I like the shape of a golden pendant. It is full of poetry and arouses my longing for secular life. There are so many golden pendants, it fills the whole autumn, warm As if there is the warmth of a gold casting furnace, it can be exchanged for a lot of wealth?So many gold pendants fill my empty imagination, my dreams are piled up by so many gold pendants, I own a world of gold.

A group of wild geese going south threw their mournful cries at me. They formed a huge herringbone in the sky. They seemed to be calling me to return to the south. I suddenly woke up from my dream. A literati wandering from the southern country to Kyoto, I have nothing. I only have so many gold pendant coins with ginkgo leaves, a golden dream, a sun, a blue sky, and all other trivial things are gone.I lay on the bench in Yuyuantan, my heart was as clear as autumn water.I still have this pool of autumn water, which no one competes with me, and I still have a pair of leather shoes that open their mouths like a crocodile.So, geese returning from the south, what have you found on your northern journey?Wild geese that return in spring and autumn, why do you make me cry so sadly?Do you, like me, end your trip to the North empty-handed?At this time, how much I envy the wild goose flying south, the wild goose has a pair of wings to fly freely, and there is a group that will not be scattered, and I——and I am a wild goose that is left behind in this era, I lie alone in Yuyuantan I dreamed of a pile of brilliant gold, but in the end even such a dream was torn apart by the sound of geese. I have no wings, I cannot fly, I have no flock of geese, and I wander alone, returning to the south. Wild geese, please take me back to the south together, or take my mood, and cross the northern plains and southern mountains and rivers together, let me have a spiritual swim, or, I will take the golden pendant of ginkgo leaves to go Got a plane ticket?

I sat up from the bench in Yuyuantan, and brushed off the golden ginkgo leaves on my body. The sun gradually slid towards the west. Above the autumn water, white birds swam like a dream, and the golden leaves in the forest fell silently. Another autumn is coming. At the beginning of this autumn, I had such a dream. I once owned the gold of a world. When I woke up, I stretched out my hands, but my hands were still empty. I lost even a memorized wanderer’s song from my memory. I had to bend down to pick up a fan-shaped ginkgo leaf, hold it in my hand, turn around and walk slowly towards the subway station. I covered the ginkgo leaf warmly, and it might really turn into a heavy ginkgo leaf when I got home. gold pendant.I hope that autumn always gives people the last hope, a warm dream.