十月的阳光有些暧昧、有些慵懒 ，只要愿意，还会在某个适当的时候，掉进云雾的深渊 ，一如我放牧于云端的思想，随风飘舞在天际 。山野已经有了秋的色彩，隐退了许多明媚的光环，荒草萋萋 、满目苍凉 ，像极了一个趟过时间河的女人，尽管繁华依旧、锦瑟如昔，但即使是上好的胭脂也难以掩盖她的满目疮痍！
秋意渐浓、世情渐薄。当十月的秋风扫过 ，侵袭每一寸肌肤 、驻扎在每个犄角旮旯的时候，你不失时机的、处心积虑的、毫不留情的以秋风扫落叶的态势，将我土壤里的灰尘一扫而光！
我跌进了你精心挖掘的深渊 ，从此万劫不复！天那么冷，那么高，我拾起雾蒙蒙的双眸 ，向你仰望过去，原来，你衣袂飘飘、如一朵浮云 ，在我的眼里如风般飘逝 、渐去渐远。
原来，时间真的可以改变一切 。十多年的同窗之谊可以在瞬间烟消云散，而这仅仅因为世俗里一些可有可无的东西！秋风冷，世情浅 ，拾起一片黄叶，让它飞舞在空气中，连同我的那些久违的欢乐、积淀已久的忧伤和那些痛彻心扉！
空旷的原野一如空空的心 ，荒芜而枯竭。爱过、痛过 、伤过就不想再纠结了，脆弱如心，像黄叶般一片片、一片片地剥落！
走出家门的时候 ，阳光依旧明媚。记得你曾说：心雨的时候，用阳光清扫内心。十月的天气，沐浴在暖阳下 ，心如远山般活泛起来 。上班的路上，要经过一条幽深的巷子，两边的林木已经开始毫无顾忌的飘洒落叶 ，在地上厚厚的积了一层，踩上去软绵绵的。一幅关于秋天的油画，开始在我的心里渐渐铺展，将这个季节定格在我不怎么好的记忆里！
天气的变化无常一如你的无法捉摸。明媚被狂风冷雨取代也是瞬间之事 ，风来的有些猛，雨又来的太快，没有预约 ，唐突的令我措手不及！那座天然的大厦顷刻间坍塌！没有准备雨伞，无法挡风雨于伞外，为自己撑起一方晴空 。片刻的懊恼过后 ，便一头栽进风雨中，和疾风快雨竞走！
你来的时候，天刚下过雨。你阳光般透过轩窗 ，跳跃在我如水的眼里 。如同那场不期而至的风雨，让我措手不及，我只是、只是不知道该用怎样的笔墨，书写你的繁华？
十月的夜，有些迷离，有些柔软。童丽的清甜回荡在空气中 ，浸润在我们的距离中 。那些忧伤 、凄迷的因子也开始轻舞飞扬。
十月的小城朦胧而虚无，像极了新闻联播里的闪烁其词，似有还无。行走在逼仄的街道 ，看人流如潮，一种不踏实的感觉，像街道上横冲直撞车子 ，乱七八糟的横亘在心里，生生的疼。
去看大漠孤烟，去看青青草原 ，或者是去烟雨江南，看撑着油纸伞的姑娘，抑或是丽江古镇 。
站在十月的背后，我看到寒夜漫漫 ，你一个人行走在季节里。风很轻，微雨如烟，飘渺而迷离 ，将你淹没 、淹没在无尽的雨雾！
Sunshine in October is a bit awkward, some are lazy, as long as it is willing, it will fall into the abyss of the cloud, as I grave the cloud, and dance in the sky. The mountains have already had autumn colors, whispered a lot of bright radiopes, deserted, full of desolation, like a woman who is overwhelming, although the bustling is still, Jinsei, but even good rouge It is also difficult to cover her fullness!
The autumn is getting stronger, the world is gradually. When the autumn wind in October, invading every inch of the skin, when you are in every squad, you don't miss the time, you will be concerned about the situation of the autumn wind, sweep the dust in my soil. !
I fell into the abyss you carefully excavated, from this way you can't afford! It's so cold, so high, I picked up the fog, looking up to you. It turns out that your clothes fluttering, such as a floating cloud, in my eyes, like the wind, gradually.
It turns out that time can really change everything. Ten years of classmates can be disappeared in the moment of smoke, and this is just because there are some could have no things in the world! The autumn is cold, the world is shallow, picking up a piece of yellow leaves, letting it fly in the air, together with my long-lost joy, the long-awaited sadness and those who suffer!
The empty wilderness is like an empty heart, which is depleted. I have loved, I have hurt, I don't want to hurt again, I'm vulnerable, like a piece of yellow leaves, flaking in a piece!
When I walked out of the house, the sun was still shining. I remember that you have said: When you are rain, use the sun to clean your heart. The weather in October, bathing in warm yang, the heart is like a far away. On the way to work, I have to go through a deep alley, the forests on both sides have begun to fall without scorpion, and the thick accumulation of the ground, step on the soft. A oil painting about autumn begins to gradually spread in my heart, and the season is fixed in my memory!
The change of the weather is incompetent, as you can't touch. It is also a moment of wind and cold rain. It is also a matter of moment. Some of the wind, the rain is too fast, there is no appointment, Tang Jun makes me can't work! The natural building collapsed in an instant! Did not prepare umbrellas, can't stop the wind and rain, put it up for yourself. After the moment of annoying, I planted in the wind and rain, and the wind is raining!
It turns out that life can be so badSprinkle!
Suddenly, such as silky troubles and fly, relieved.
When you come, the day just went down. Your sun is like a window, jumping in the eyes of me as water. Like that failure to go, let me don't work, I just don't know what kind of pen ink that should be used, write your bustling?
I am a humble, at least in your bustling.
Night in October, some blur, some soft. Tongli's sweet echoes in the air, infiltrating in our distance. Those sadness, the fans also began to lightly flying.
Drinking a daughter red, listening to a song "Spring River Flower Moon Night", let the mission to fall in the sky, colorful in your sky.
An enemy is still away.
The small city in October is inevitable, like the flashing of the news network, there is still no. Walking in the streets, looking at the people, one is not practical, like the streets, hitting the car, chaos in the heart, the pain of life.
Suddenly I want to go to the wavy, in this yellow season.
Go to the desert, go to the green grasslands, or go to the rain and rain, and look at the girls of the oil paper umbrella, or Lijiang ancient town.
There have been numerous people in the dream, and the little boys who want to hold me, are it ok?
In fact, I just want to marry a season of a foreign land, marry a dream that is broken, and a true self, a long time, loneliness!
is behind October, I saw the cold night, you walk alone in the season. The wind is very light, the rain is like smoke, ethereal and blur, flooding you, drowning in endless rain!
Even if it is a thin love, it is a bitter rain, it is a hurt, it is, it is still a season, it is still a season, it is like coloring, even flying, and colorful season, fragrant mountain !
I want to hold the tail of October, let it extends in my season.
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