A small town in the autumn leaves

when people describe a place as good, they often use the word "spring all year round". It's my choice. I'd rather live in a place with four distinct seasons. Without winter snow and autumn leaves, half the fun will be lost in a year; and that will make spring flowers and summer winds lose the meaning of waiting.

so when I think about it, I really like champagne, which is parked in the place with four distinct seasons in the depths of my memory. Some friends sighed that it would be better if this place were not surrounded by endless corn fields, but leaned against mountains and water. But how can there be such a perfect thing in the world? If you really have to look picturesque against the mountains and water, I am afraid the house price here will rise to the same level as Yellowstone and the Jackson Hole next to Grand Teton Park. With my meagre income, it's not easy to live in vain again. Although the terrain is boring, it is interesting enough for me to enter the water barefoot in summer and walk long in the snow in winter.

after talking about champagne in winter, spring and summer, it's time to write about autumn to you, too. After writing so many champagne stories, there is a kind of guilt that slowly accumulates in my heart. That is that I have never mentioned another name in these articles: "Urbana". It's champagne, but it's actually a twin town, with Champaign, in the west and Urbana in the east. The existence of the university slowly connected the two towns, which is the source of the last two letters of UIUC.

for most of the six or seven years of champagne, we actually lived in Urbana. There is one of my favorite neighborhoods, six or seven east-west intersections and more than a dozen small streets in the north and south, all of which are old houses and courtyards. The so-called old house, the short 60 or 70 years, the long one is only about a hundred years old. Such old neighborhoods are actually very common in small towns in the Midwest of the United States. Not to mention Oak Park in the western suburbs of Chicago, which has been blessed by architect Frank Lloyd Wright, just name a few obscure towns, such as Galena, in the northwest corner of Illinois, Frankenmuth or Muskegon, in Michigan, which are older and brighter than Urbana.

but such an ordinary town, which has neither very unique architecture nor illustrious history, can not stand the seriousness of the residents of the small towns in the countryside. Some areas are spontaneously protected as historical sites, so there are no new buildings that are out of place, and there are no "tall buildings" with more than four stories. Unlike some stereotyped new residential areas, most of these houses remain in their own style. The courtyard has always been the same as it used to be, and perhaps a child who has been away from home for twenty years will not feel much changed except that the trees in front and back of the house look thicker and thicker.

in those days when autumn was the best, I would automatically give up all modern means of transportation. I didn't ride a bike, but just walked to and from work. So I can walk the whole block and walk twice a day. Because at this point, the Urbana houses, and the trees around them, will show decades of symbiotic harvest. In the heyday of autumn leaves, the composition of the houses and trees and the collocation of colorful colors were like God had a picture first, and then they copied and grew out. The originally ordinary buildings, set off by the autumn leaves, seem to have become houses full of immortal air.

but such a scene can only be enjoyed after living in champagne. Like spring flowers, it only takes about 10 days. Sometimes at the end of October, sometimes at the beginning of November, there is no regular period every year. People who can't live with champagne come a week early, and the trees still have the dark green that hasn't completely faded in the middle of summer, but even if they come a day or two late, they only have dark branches after the wind and rain.

early autumn

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is different from the local wild tree species. These trees in the town, with many trees like maple and ginkgo biloba, are particularly popular in autumn. A friend of mine traveled thousands of kilometers to the northern highway to see Hongye, a big circle in Michigan and Wisconsin. Poor weather that year, he had little harvest. When he came back, he told me that the reddest tree he saw along the way was on his doorstep.

however, when I travel like a footman, I pass by other people's doorways. Walking, looking, stopping and patting, I could have walked for half an hour or two. It is inevitable to be late. To make matters worse, sometimes I even leave early in order to get the best light in the afternoon. If you don't finish the work during the day, you can make up for it when you get home at night. In an autumn like this, it doesn't feel like a serious thing to work hard, but to go for a walk.

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and the light before dusk can always reflect the strongest autumn color. If you are not here, you will walk more. You can't believe that the autumn color of this town can be so intoxicating. Every time I come here, I always hope that the good weather will be as long as possible, so that autumn will pass more slowly and more slowly.

however, when the north wind blows in late autumn, autumn leaves will still fall like snowflakes. Walking on the quiet gravel road, with a thick layer of fallen leaves, there will be a soft sound, just like I am walking alone in the snow in winter, but it is very warm. Probably because the town is so old relative to the lifespan of the trees, the trees on the street are so strong and thick that they can scatter such thick piles of leaves in autumn. The sight you can see is like seeing a person hiding in the quilt. You don't know whether the fallen leaves are covered in the town or whether the town gets into the quilt of the fallen leaves.

at this point, my route in the neighborhood will be more random, sometimes almost hiding from the fallen leaves. I'll go wherever the leaves are thick and comfortable to step on. In such a "random walk", I found a lot of interesting houses that I hadn't noticed before. They hide themselves in deep alleys and seem shy about being too naive and acting cute.

will you get tired of walking back and forth like this in autumn? At least I didn't, andThis is a required course almost every autumn. But if you really want to see something different, go for a walk on the campus between the two towns, or in the orchards and parks in the suburbs, where there are always small surprises waiting for people.

the more you like the season, the faster it will pass. If the weather gets colder, the autumn leaves will soon run out. Friends who own a house have complained to me that it is the best time to sweep fallen leaves. Half-man-high paper bags can sweep out more than a dozen bags in the whole yard. When it comes to the weekend, two days are not enough to sweep the fallen leaves. Every time I come here, I feel as happy as Ah Q, thinking that I don't have to sweep the fallen leaves and can enjoy the autumn leaves in every household. But the homeowners, like the title of Linda's book, "sweep up the fallen leaves" in order to "get through the winter". The difference is that the Lindas live in seclusion in rural Georgia in the south, while we are further north in Illinois, where the early winter comes earlier and colder.

when the autumn leaves fall and the wind and rain are drizzling, the outdoors will always be gray in early winter. Sometimes I think it's good to stop thinking about going out and taking pictures again. Can feel at home, wrap a blanket, hold a cup of hot tea, listen to the freezing rain on the window, can let people feel the warmth that has not been seen for a long time. At this time, I can feel at home to read a few books, or write something. Maybe one night, there will be goose feather snow outside the window without warning. After a while, the outside of the house was as thick as a blanket of snow, shimmering in the stillness of the night. At this time, I will take out my boots, put on my coat, walk into the snow, and walk on a cold winter night at the beginning of another snow season.