梵唱秋天有两样好,都是我的期待。一是蟋蟀鸣叫,二是黄叶满地。蟋蟀其实是从大暑之后就开始叫了,立秋声音渐稠,处暑繁密,白露是高潮。霜降后渐冷落。好像一首绵长的乐曲,回旋反复,随着季节而由低渐高,又由高至低,随着时间成了虚空。我像迎接一个好友的来临,期待、欣喜、欢聚、分别,最后我站在落满了霜的小径上,看着落叶覆盖了她的脚印,树枝遮挡了她的身影,最后, Vatican is good autumn fall, are my expectations. One is the cricket tweet, and the second is the yellow leaves everywhere. In fact, crickets began to call after the big summer, autumn sound is getting thick, hot summer heat, white dew is the climax. Gradually cool off after the frost. Like a long piece of music, circling repeatedly, with the season from low to high, from high to low, as time becomes empty. I was like a good friend coming, looking forward to, joy, together, respectively, and finally I stood on the footpath covered with frost, watching the leaves covered her footprints, the branches obscured her figure, and finally,