After enough sweet and greasy summer, I want to wear long sleeves, sweater and coat, and want to get into my sweetheart’s coat.
I want to be rolled up by autumn, into the breeze of autumn, the soft day, and the embrace of orange flavor.
The autumn in my memory is the October when I look up from the next book.
Autumn is so good. Wearing a big sweater, drinking warm milk tea, watching the sunset, blowing the gentle evening wind, all these are gentle and just right.
I hope that this autumn, even if no one to accompany me to blow the evening wind, I can take a look at the sunset and bite a bit of baked sweet potato in the evening wind.
Can I be the little girl in your coat this autumn?
I want to make good use of this autumn and make great efforts to do more things in the gentle wind. I can be fresh and vivid. I believe there are many lovely things in this world for you.
Autumn is too suitable for love. In the evening, I walk with the people I like.
Countless autumn sentences are not as good as the moment of pressing the shutter.
It’s autumn. Make something warmer than summer with someone you like.
Want to put the summer and coke into the refrigerator, and then take out a shake to open, bang, autumn is coming.
This autumn, I will put you and the stars into my dream.