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在狂野无羁的秋季,我投入你的怀抱,欣赏你那一簇簇或绿,或黄,或红,或梵高画笔下的狂野的色,那是你秋色的乐章。秋的乐章是在空阔中奏响的。那种威武,那种自信,那种狂热,那种执着,都写在草原的脸上。上帝赋予它委婉的河流,滋润它的血脉,赋予它鲜活的阳光,给了它妩媚衣裳的天空云霞!那空阔越发显示出草原生命的精彩。我突然想起家乡的海洋,梦幻般的蓝色,与眼前这如幻的绿茵,仿佛汇聚在了一起,共同构筑了一个宇宙的注解——生命的无限与个体的渺小。
In the wild uninhibited autumn, I put into your arms and admire the wild colors of your clusters or greens, or yellow, or red, or Van Gogh’s brushstroke, which is your autumn movement. Autumn movement is playing in the empty wide. That kind of mighty, that kind of self-confidence, the kind of fanatical, kind of dedication, are written in the prairie’s face. God gave it the euphemism of the river, moisturize its blood, give it fresh sunshine, gave it the charming sky clouds of clothes! That empty more and more shows the wonderful grassland life. Suddenly I remembered the sea of my hometown, the fantastic blue, and the illusory greenery in front of me, as if brought together to form a cosmic annotation - the infiniteness of life and the smallness of the individual.