那一天午后,和女友亲荷相约公园喝茶。穿过围廊,来到水塘边,一朵开满的玫红色荷花独立于绿叶上,花瓣出奇的大,只是荷叶瘦了,带给人秋来得寂然,来得仓促的感觉。一个老者举着笨重的相机在捕捉秋的影子,能听到他的叹息声,他在感慨什么呢?是生命之秋的归去,还是自然之秋的再回?石径。洞门。水榭。细长叶片的草一丛丛,在风中摇摆。竹篱笆内的法国月季花开茶靡, That afternoon afternoon, and his girlfriend kiss the park to drink tea. Through the corridor, came to the edge of the pond, a full of rose red lotus independent of the green leaves, the petal surprisingly large, but the lotus leaf is thin, bringing the autumn come quiet, come in a hurry feeling. An old man holding a bulky camera in the capture of the shadow of autumn, can hear his sigh, he was feeling what? Is the return of the autumn of life, or the return of the natural autumn stone path. Cave door. Water Pavilion. Grass slender blade of grass, swinging in the wind. French rose in the bamboo fence flowers extravagant,