你,看过残荷吗?如果是深秋或者初冬。寒冷的风中,有一片残荷,几乎是枝零飘落,几乎是失去了所有取悦的颜色。完全是一副惨落的表情。那荷叶凋零得七零八落了,以枯萎的姿势倒在池塘里。那莲蓬也不那么饱满了,怕冷似的,小小的骨朵。依然的骄傲,依然的桀骜。没有了夏天的热烈,荷正盛开时,有一种凌驾的气势——但不自知。自以为低调,却跋扈到清凉。自以为薄凉,却还是烈的艳的——那盛开的荷着实有些炫耀,当然,她也必有炫耀的资本。可是看久了,会厌,会腻,会生出反感。 Have you seen the residual charge? If it is late autumn or early winter. The cold wind, there is a residual load, almost zero branches and falling, almost lost all the pleasing colors. Completely a miserable expression. The lotus leaf had fallen in vain and fell in a pond in a withered position. That Lian Peng is not so full, afraid of cold-like, little bones. Still proud, still 桀 骜. Without the warmth of summer, when the lotus is in full bloom, there is an overriding momentum - but not knowing it. Think low-key, but domineering to cool. She thought she was cool, but still bright and brilliant - that in full bloom some show off, of course, she must also show off the capital. But for a long time, epiglottis, will be tired, will give birth to disgusted.