The autumn of Huize, a spilled palette

Autumn in Huize is nature’s most generous colorist, turning the entire small town into a brilliant palette, with every hue blending into poetic romance. Ginkgo is the brightest golden yellow in this palette. The ginkgo trees lining the streets and alleys turn their leaves into the color of sunlight. The leaves layer upon layer on the branches, like countless delicate folding fans; when the wind blows, they fall softly, spreading a golden carpet on the grass that rustles underfoot—the heartbeat of autumn. Some people pick up ginkgo leaves and cleverly fold them into a flower that never withers, pinning the autumn spirit of Huize onto their lapels. Chrysanthemums are the colorful brushstrokes in the palette. Yellow chrysanthemums bloom wildly; some are silky and threadlike, like a fairy’s tassels; others are round and plump like pom-poms, crowded together among green leaves, full of lively festive energy. There are also pink-purple and orange-red chrysanthemums, with petals curled or stretched, basking in the warm autumn sun, each telling its own brilliant story. Besides golden yellow and chrysanthemum colors, Huize’s autumn also has passionate orange-red. Some trees dress their leaves in fiery orange-red for autumn, contrasting with the blue sky like burning clouds, adding a touch of heat to the town’s autumn. Huize’s autumn blends the gold of ginkgo, the colors of chrysanthemums, and the red of the woods into the wind and into the eyes. Walking through such a small town feels like stepping on a palette, with every glance framing a stunning autumn scene, making one irresistibly immersed in this richly colored autumn mood.