Chapter 17 in the mountains

The purple hills embrace the red leaves, projecting himself in front of the mountain, People walk on the small stone bridge, Tiny chasing a little miss. The clouds outside the peak are inlaid with silver light in the deep blue sky, There is no need for yellow leaves under the bridge, man by the spring, I just remembered summer! Not because of a person walking alone, The road is more winding, Short white-walled house portraits, Still painted on the other side of the col, Only this red leaf set replaces the layer of emerald green lost in people's memory, Deep and shallow embrace the same mountain,

Melancholy like a thin layer of smoke. A slanted blue shadow in the mountains, Now red radishes are scattered all around, Millions of fallen leaves and flames are looking for mountains, rocks and thorns, At that time, Huang Yuexia sat together and talked about innocent young people's love, believe Those three or two sentences are long and short, Like a star still hangs in the autumn wind unchanged.