Summer: Autumn is here, summer is not over yet, and everything is fine as scheduled.

In summer, the wind blows on my body and I feel a little cold. The air in Lake City is still filled with the fragrance of Lingxiao and Wei Zi.

It's just that this summer seems a little lonely-I didn't see the sea, my favorite band, I didn't travel, I didn't hold the hand of the person I like ... You see, summer is always a little regrettable, but some people miss it very much.

The air conditioner is blowing with a cool breeze, and my body smells of mint. The watermelon in my arms can't be scooped up, and the cicada in summer is noisy in the tree ... The imprint of this summer has been engraved in my memory.

I happened to find that the cherry trees in front of the building were covered with yellow leaves, which seemed to shout to people: "Autumn is coming ..."

"Autumn has arrived" means that the small shops selling sugar-fried chestnuts on the street have begun to queue up. The moonlight is getting brighter every day, and the sound of rain has changed from excitement to silence. In Guihua Street, shoot a white cloud and watch an egg-yolk sunset. People seem to be sober, and their minds are sober. Suddenly, the days pass slowly and long.

At this time, it would be perfect if you walked into Guxiang, an old street in Huzhou.

The summer heat has faded, far less cold than in the north. Under the blowing of autumn wind, it also adds a bit of warm and refreshing temperament to the "scene".

Autumn in Lake City is simpler in black and white than ink painting, more intriguing and lighter than a pot of green tea.

In the autumn of Lake City, every ray of autumn red is full of poetry, and every orange is painted.

Autumn in the lake city, like the water in the south of the Yangtze River, is slow and flowing, and the houses hidden between green waters and green mountains are exquisite.

Autumn is here, and summer is not over yet. Maybe you will also feel how a night of popsicles and green tea passed. The recent chill really tells you, whether you like it or not, leave all the unfinished words in summer for autumn.

Autumn leaves, Xu Lai breeze, all good things come unexpectedly.