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ngju. It has innocence, peace, hope, pure beauty and deep love in her heart. I put it in the book and gave it to my grandmother. It was a simple gift from me. Facing the autumn wind, the faint fragrance of flowers lingers around the tip of my nose, with some thoughts, quite human. “The south wind knows my meaning and dreams of Xizhou.” roll to a further place and send my thoughts. Walking on the winding mountain road, I walked slowly to the top of the mountain with some wet and soft soil and fine stones. Passing by several old people, they stood there and looked farther away. Their pupils are dark, deep but desolate. It may be the longing for their loved ones, or a strong nostalgia. I don’t know. They stood there quietly with their hands on their backs. The wind blew in front of them, with some moisture, blowing the gray hair and old clothes of the old people. I said “happy Double Ninth Festival” one by one, but I didn’t feel very good. It seemed to remind them that “the sunset is infinitely good, but it’s nearly dusk.” the old people didn’t say anything, but just nodded slightly at me. The top of the mountain is very open, but the long and dense weeds are annoying, even if they have withered. Two or three trees stood like an old man looking at the distance, losing all his hair, bowing his back and waist. Below is a uniform yellow. Soon it was dusk, and the sky turned a bun golden, spreading bit by bi