Seasons always transfer one by one without staying any trace, like light wind, like heavy rain, like bright sunshine, like fresh air. I feel that’s called time,that’s called ages, that’s called light and shade, the same circle to each one.

In such a autumn coming season, I go out to see the reed catkins waving with the breeze blowing, shallow yellow, fluffy, tender, like a baby’s face, so beautiful. All over my eyes have so more yellow grass along the river bank, water waving , few wild ducks swimming in the water, paddling water circle by circle. I can’t help think of the romatin sentences: “Blue cloudy sky, yellow leaves ground,autumn scence along with water circle, cold fog green above the water waving”(碧云天，黄叶地，秋色连波，波上寒烟翠)。Though not cold, seems a little cool feeling in such a cold autumn.

Because always live in the noise city,touching the crazy traffic, go along the outside countryside road, so quiet, no any sounds except few singing of autumn insects. That kins of boundless loneliness surrounded me fully. Always dislike the crowd, always feel a dazed loss in a noisy bustling round, always no knowing whether myself have any value or meaning there. While the prosperity gone, only plain blank and loneliness, a warm true real fragrant taste of the deep loneliness steal on my whole heart and soul, just as a soul home, maybe this is the nature’s present to our human, we can touch the beautiful feeling only we are willing to approach the nature closely. Viewing grass growing and orioles flying, listening snow falling quietly, various flowers fading gradually, wind blowing gone, (看尽草长莺飞、雪落无声，繁花尽、风波停)， the only constant unchangeableness is my deep love and careful guarding to my soul home.

 If record my thoughts with my words, I’m willing to pour out all my brain to seek the best beautiful words, but always feel so poor so shame so helpless to equal with such a beauty for the special taste named loneliness and warmth filling with my heart. Just then, I feel deeply the words surely a need to me. Infatuation to deepness, west wind cool certainly ( 痴情到深处，西风独自凉) !  Just with the limited words: loneliness like flower,warmth like snow (寂寞如花 温暖如雪)……