菊花开了,本应萧瑟的深秋又被染上淡淡的馨香。独自行走在庭院里,看着枝头堆积的黄花,不由想起了陶渊明,想起了“采菊东篱下,悠然见南山”的闲适与清新。于是,零落的思绪,一如这丝丝缕缕的花瓣,穿过历史的尘烟,又回到那悠远的从前…… Chrysanthemum opened, should be bleak in the autumn and was infected with a touch of sweet. Walking alone in the courtyard, looking at the accumulation of yellow flowers branches, could not help but think of Tao Yuanming, remembered “Picking Ju Dong, leisurely see the Nanshan ” leisure and fresh. As a result, scattered thoughts, as the thread of the petals, through the history of dust, and then returned to the distant past ...