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一阵秋风吹过,吹淡了翠叶的浓郁,吹散了红花的芬芳。秋天来了。秋,最是多思。几千年来,举子们选在这样的季节里,奔走考场,谋取功名。看似收获的季节,却又是最为矛盾的季节,看似绚烂摇曳的生命,却又透着衰败,离别在这秋风里上演。独自依危栏的少妇,就是在这样的季节里“秋天思妇心雨夜愁人耳。”秋日里,天边亮丽的一抹色彩,不是赶赴琼林宴,打马过街前,而是执手相看泪眼,竟无语凝噎;而是多情自古
A while the autumn wind blew, blew off the rich Tsui Ye, blew the fragrance of safflower. Autumn has come. Autumn is the most thoughtful. For thousands of years, the contestants choose to run in this season in the seasons and seek fame. Seemingly harvest season, but it is the most contradictory season, seemingly gorgeous swaying life, but reveals the decline, parting in this autumn staged. Alone in accordance with the young woman by the fence, is in such a season “autumn thinker ” autumn days, bright colors touch the horizon, not rushed to the Qiong Lin banquet, playing horse before the street, but the Executive Hand and tearful eyes, actually speechless; but sentimental since ancient times