It is not autumn that is to blame for our sadness, but only the absence of spring in our souls...

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Trees do not cry for fallen leaves... Spring will give them new leaves... To be able not to regret is truly happiness... Not to cry about what is gone forever...

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For some it’s just autumn, but for others it’s warm and eternal. Some people see eight as eight, while others see an infinity sign.

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I wish you an autumn full of love, warm colors, the smell of coffee and kisses...

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Someday I will return to you with rain. The autumn rain, noisy in memory... You will tell me: “It was all a dream!” And I will answer: “It was happiness!!!”

Autumn is that time of year when people should warm each other with their words, their feelings, their lips... And then no cold will be scary...

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Even in the most mournful autumn rain, do not forget that the sky is actually blue! You just need to wait a little...

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We forgot each other, abandoned each other... I'm leaving barefoot in the fall...

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Such sadness is only at this time of year... The Lord chooses moments for a reason. This is how nature dies in the fall, but how beautifully it dies...

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I really hope that this fall each of us will have someone who will warm our hands...

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My dream is to warm my feet next to a real fireplace on cold autumn evenings, read an interesting novel and leisurely sip tea with you...

Cool statuses about autumn

Look at the rainy autumn weather through the eyes of your umbrella - he really wants to go out into the world and parade among his colorful relatives!

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Poem about autumn. Tragic. “How quickly, damn it, the leaves fell...”

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Rain, slush. The streets are empty. Well, where are you, lovers of rain, “In which you can hide your tears”? Why don't we go for a walk?!?!

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If you lubricate the roof of your house with condensed milk in the fall, then in the spring it will be much more pleasant to suck on the icicles!

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Fall is the time to swap out your piles of light and dark socks.

Autumn has come, the leaves are falling. I don't need anyone except YOU)))

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Autumn-autumn! Give me an Audi A8!

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Indian summer is the last chance to decide who you will spend the winter with!

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Neither coffee, nor a jacket, nor a blanket keeps you warm... Summer is ending... Well, hello Autumn!!!

Sad statuses about autumn

Autumn is that time of year when you begin to feel sad, miss someone for some reason, but with the first snow you again understand that life is wonderful.

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It's autumn outside. There is sadness in my heart. I love you very much! Don't believe me? It's a pity...

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Rain in your face, slush under your feet, the rain speaks to you, it whispers: “Don’t cry.” You will answer: “It hurts.” The rain will say: “Don’t be sad, tell me what’s wrong with you?” You turn your face to the rain, quietly say: “He’s on the other one.”.

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I wander alone through October, timidly crushing the leaves. I lie to myself that I don't love you. I lie to myself that I forget...

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Autumn is a time of bright feelings, a riot of colors, tastes and cozy memories. Let's dive into the atmosphere of autumn with a fresh collection of quotes from masters of words. By autumn, I experience twofold feelings: I seem to love this season, its umbrellas and the crimson carpet under my feet, but at the same time I am afraid of autumn, or more precisely, of the thoughts that are born under the falling leaves. (Elchin Safarli) September has an amazing ability to fall in love with...

Autumn is a time of bright feelings, a riot of colors, tastes and cozy memories. Let's dive into the atmosphere of autumn with a fresh collection of quotes from masters of words.

By autumn I experience twofold feelings: I seem to love this season, its umbrellas and the crimson carpet under my feet, but at the same time I am afraid of autumn, or more precisely, of the thoughts that are born under the falling leaves.
(Elchin Safarli)

September has an amazing ability to make you fall in love with yourself gradually. While you are experiencing the passing of summer, while you are getting used to the idea that there is a long cold ahead, September decorates the tree crowns with autumn graying, muffles and shades the light, but brightens the colors: cadmium orange and lemon, light and golden ocher, burnt sienna - specks, sparing, along the very edge of the birch leaf. Having barely emerged from the state of despondency, summer is gone, summer is gone! - you find yourself in the comforting embrace of September. Good, you exhale, returning to yourself again. “The words have come back,” September will say. He doesn't ask, he asserts.
(Narine Abgaryan)

Autumn was coming into its own, the artists took refuge under the warm shelter of their workshops, and he still walked and painted in the wind, and in the rain, and in the fog, and in a real storm. In inclement weather, his damp canvases were often covered with sand and salty sea ​​water. The rain soaked him without mercy, the fog and wind chilled him to the bones, sand got into his eyes and nostrils... but he reveled in every minute of work...
(Irving Stone)

Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year.
(William Cullen Bryant)

Autumn is the second spring, when every leaf is a flower.
(Albert Camus)

Autumn stands on the threshold as an uninvited guest, hesitates, looks away guiltily, holds out a handful of this and that - ripe, scarlet-sweet, viscous-tart. Love, love me! Here's the gold of September, here's the serenity of October, here's the farewell chirp of the cicadas, here's the stroke of a crane's wedge on the clouds... “I took this hair from the rye, if you want, tie it on your finger - I don’t feel any pain...” But there, beyond the blissful In silence, behind the sedately flying maples, behind the puddles reflecting the sky, the cold winds of November are driven forward - the gloomy child of autumn, scratched and unloved, the messenger of inevitable changes, the messenger of cold December. There, behind the luxury of October, there are silent prickly snows.
(Narine Abgaryan)

Now everything is going in reverse. Like in the movies, when the film is played backwards, people jump out of the water onto the diving board. September comes, you close the window that you opened in June, you take off the tennis shoes that you put on then, and you climb into the heavy shoes that you abandoned then. Now people quickly hide in the house, like cuckoos back into the clock, when they are ticking away the time. Just now the verandas were full of people and everyone was chattering like magpies. And immediately the doors slammed shut, no conversations could be heard, only leaves were falling from the trees.
(Ray Bradbury)

And then something began to happen with the summer, everything somehow changed - clouds, trees, other sounds and smells appeared, and we, in grief, already thought that summer was ending - when the especially blue sky, cobwebs in the " old garden”, the smell of mushrooms and damp straw - we learned another new joy: it’s not “summer is leaving”, but “autumn has come”!
(Anastasia Tsvetaeva)

Anya reveled in the riot of colors that surrounded her.
“Oh, Marilla,” she exclaimed one Saturday morning, running into the kitchen with an armful of bright maple branches, “I’m so glad I live in a world where it’s October.” It would be terrible if we went straight from September to November, right? Look at the branches! Doesn't it give you a pleasant shiver when you look at them? And even several tremors at once? I want to decorate my room with these branches.
(Lucy Maud Montgomery)

Sadness has arrived in autumn. A part of you died every year when the leaves fell and hungry branches were revealed to the wind and the dank cold light. But you knew that spring would certainly come and the river would flow again, freed from ice. If the cold rains come and kill the spring, it seems that someone young died for no reason.
(Ernest Hemingway)

But, you know, I was probably looking forward to summer so much that I would miss autumn again. Through the slightly cold air and sad twilight. Wrap yourself in a scarf, warm your hands in your pockets... I'm crazy, right? All year I was in a hurry for summer, it came and that’s it, I’m burning out. And it’s not the heat, I don’t get tired of it. It’s just that my character is more like autumn.
(Elchin Safarli)

Ah, this rebellious and sad month. In October the world is on fire.
(Ray Bradbury)

... there was that extraordinary autumn weather that always surprises people, when the low sun is hotter than in spring, when everything sparkles in the rare, clean air so that it hurts the eyes when the chest becomes stronger and fresher, inhaling the fragrant autumn air, when in these dark warm nights golden stars constantly rain down from the sky, frightening and delighting.
(Leo Tolstoy)

The garden, washed by the night rain, is entangled in a foggy veil - it spreads along the tops of the trees, lies like a cotton heap on the shaggy shoulders of the cypress trees, oozes through the branches of a large quince - the yellow fruits, covered with rough fluff, stand out as sharp splashes on the milky blanket.
The fog will go away - the hills will be speckled with maple gold and blush, the surroundings will be shrouded in the thick aroma of medlar and rose hips, there will be a sharp smell of pine needles and blackberries washed in the morning - at the end of autumn they are sickly sweet, large, you can’t hold three berries in the palm of your hand.
(Narine Abgaryan)

It was autumn. If it were possible to collect all the gold and copper that is on earth, and forge thousands of thousands of thin leaves from them, then they would make up an insignificant part of that autumn outfit that lay on the mountains. In addition, forged leaves would seem rough compared to real ones, especially aspen leaves. Everyone knows that aspen leaves tremble even from a bird whistle.
(K. Paustovsky)

Autumn presents a person with a generous gift - the science of dying, we all know about this, only few people admit to themselves what they learn every autumn, while the gold of all heavens pours out at our feet, and only touching the ground turns into dry leaves.
(Max Fry)

In November, the sky is somehow high, and everything breathes sadness,” he said. - What month do you like?
- November.
- Why?
- Because the sky is high, and you feel the sadness of loneliness, your heart beats anxiously, it seems as if you are becoming stronger. There is some kind of revival in the air, and you are in anticipation of real winter.
(Banana Yoshimoto)

November.
The fogs have become thicker and more impenetrable, they go away for a long time, reluctantly, clinging to the tulle hems. wooden fences. The distant call of the river is heard - cold, foamy, she runs, gasping, ahead of herself, telling everyone that snow is approaching the mountain pass, she saw it, she knows.
(Narine Abgaryan)

Autumn for me is a time of magic, when the world is painted with the colors of the masters. But many people fear this season, with all its splendor and romance, perceiving it as a harbinger of the end, winter death. But in the fall I feel alive. Autumn is both the beginning and the end.
(Gene Pendzivol)

Autumn is the soul of metamorphosis, the time when the world freezes on the threshold of winter, that is, on the threshold of Death, but does not yet fall into it. This is a contradictory world - a time of harvest and abundance, but also cold and hardship. Here we dive into the very thick of life, but do not forget that everything passes and fades. Autumn turns the world from one state to another. The year becomes mature and wise, but not yet decrepit and feeble-minded.
(Catherine M. Valente)

The forest, as expected in autumn, looked magnificent. A variety of red tones mixed with dark greens coniferous trees, and he thought (and not for the first time), if a person is destined to die, then there are worse seasons for this.
(Stephen King)

Autumn is like a book that has already been read, but has already been forgotten - every page is about what you know and what you vaguely remember, every page is a return to where you have already been. The nights are now filled with the sound of rain, the mornings smell of exhausted but not yet cooled earth, the sun, having lost all its decorous slowness, fussily slides along the edge of the sky, not rising above the hills - the time of the sun is gone, someone else's times have come.
(Narine Abgaryan)

It was the most unforgettable summer, the saddest autumn, I hope this will be the happiest winter.

This fall my mood is to make a nest out of a blanket and never leave.

This year is notable for the fact that spring did not give up its rights for a long time and very smoothly dissolved into autumn.

I'm crazier than autumn. Perhaps, for the first time in my life I do as I want, without thinking about the consequences.

I still live, remembering our autumn.

"Ekaterina Sivanova"

In autumn it is always easy to think, but difficult to dream, and eternity, having forgotten space and time, loses tension, and something soft and sad pours into the soul.

In autumn you feel especially lonely.

It's easy to be happy in autumn. Warm blanket, hot green tea and favorite music.

In autumn you need only three things - Indian summer perfume with the smell of rotten leaves, mulled wine and love.

The air in autumn is special; it usually smells of unfulfilled dreams.

In autumn, along with the fallen leaves, we certainly lose someone.

Autumn is a misty shadow that speaks of the sweet, precious things that God has created in the kingdom of nature.

"Georg Christoph Lichtenberg"

Autumn is the time when you need to pump up some good music, take your headphones, dress warmly, and walk around the park under an umbrella.

Autumn is all the colors of a traffic light in one park.

Autumn is all the colors of a traffic light in one park. Life rushes forward when the park is spring-green and slows down when all the colors are on at the same time.

"Elena Ermolova"

Autumn is the second spring, when every leaf is a flower.

"Albert Camus"

Autumn is coffee with cinnamon, maple leaves, multi-colored, as part children's drawing warm, tender buns with vanilla and a subtle smell of smoke.

It’s damp outside, the sky is crying, the sun is not warming: everything is so black and white. I wonder why? Maybe because it's autumn? No, you're just not NEAR.

A real, slushy autumn begins with the anticipation of spring warmth, and not with the first yellow leaves or heavy rains.

I’m in an autumn mood, I close my eyes and turn up the volume, if anyone asks me, I’ll answer - I’m alive, I’m in an autumn mood.

A marathon of fallen leaves, the rainy season, a cocktail of smoke and thoughts!

The world has changed: people used to take autumn photos as souvenirs, but now they want to cover VKontakte with yellow leaves.

I like autumn, when it's raining, wet naked statues stand, and black leaves certainly stick to them, and on the unpaved earth, ordinary, natural, dark yellow leaves already lie and cover the dirt.

"Renata Litvinova"

My October, save my soul, I will not disturb someone else’s peace, the bed has cooled, but happiness is warmed by the warmth of memories of my past.

In the autumn sunny forest, a person becomes cleaner” - yes, we all wish we could go to this yellow forest more often.

"Gabriel Troepolsky"

I inhale October, I inhale autumn, I inhale hatred, I inhale the resin of pine trees.

Spring flowers - fairy tales, autumn leaves- tragic dramas.

"Mehmet Murat Ildan"

Fall in love and date, there’s nothing else to do in the fall anyway.

Autumn is on the doorstep again, the month of September is on the calendar, the first day. Tomorrow I'll cross the threshold for the first time new school where will I have new life.

In the second half of October, the world smells like warm pie.

"Alice Hoffman"

When he finishes smoking. She will say that there will be nothing more. Then he will regret it all autumn.

When autumn cries, it always rains.

When we tear the pages of life to shreds, we are whirled and turned by the autumn leaves.

"Taguhi Semirjyan"

Where to go on holiday in the summer is best dreamed of in late autumn.

Swan song of Autumn: farewell dance of fallen leaves.

"Anatoly Rakhmatov"

It’s a shame that summer, autumn, spring come once a year, and winter twice – the first time at the beginning of the year, and the second at the end.

I love bright sunny autumn days! When all the trees and bushes burn like a flame, warming the soul!

Lively children's voices near schools. Subtle aroma of fires. The soft rustling of leaves underfoot. Fluffy frost on a yellow-purple carpet. Tears of heaven and mine. Because she was the one who introduced us and then broke my heart. She is autumn.

October is a symphony of constancy and change.

"Bonaro Overstreet"

Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year.

"William Cullen Bryant"

Autumn - great time year. This is the time when a person most needs warmth and we warm each other with the help of love, passion, friendship.

Autumn is the flowering of the beauty of nature in its fading.

Autumn is the season of checking for debts to the past.

"Elchin Safarli"

Autumn is the dreams of falling leaves.

Autumn is the bite of the apple harvest.

"Christina Petrovski"

It’s autumn, everyone wears black, everything outside is gray and dirty. All! I'll go and buy a bright green jacket and paint this world.

Autumn in the veins, spring in the heart, winter in the soul, summer in the eyes.

"Catherine Price"

In autumn, along with the yellow fallen leaves, we certainly lose someone.

In autumn all birds fly to Yukh, and in spring in the opposite direction.

In autumn it is always easy to think, and eternity, having forgotten time and space, loses the intensity of thought, and something quiet and sad pours into the soul.

Time will put everything in its place, everything that has broken into pieces, a new life will scatter the ashes, everyday life will cure melancholy.

Yesterday we dreamed of an air conditioner, and today we already want to hug the battery.

Yes, honey, I changed you. Traded it for friends, parties, cigarettes, warm autumn and puddles. I took it and exchanged it.

Our childhood is long gone. Past life I read the primer. Summer, autumn, winter and no spring. But what keeps that spring warm are OUR CHILDREN'S DREAMS.

It's rainy, dirty, disgusting, the streets are empty. Ay, where are you who love the rain that hides our tears? Why don't you go for a walk?

Some people adore autumn and see in it the beauty and riot of colors. For some it means cold, rain, dampness and constant depression. But nature does not die. She gives herself and people a break, preparing to sleep under a blanket of snow. And in just a few months everything will come to life again. The blues, the sad mood will disappear, and we will rejoice again bright colors, aromas and love.

Where can I find words to describe autumn love? To do this, we have selected beautiful quotes and aphorisms about autumn, love, and everything connected with it.

Millions of women love autumn...

Short, beautiful quotes and aphorisms about autumn and love

Autumn may become warmer than summer,
When the soul is dressed in love.

What a beauty - a woman's soul!
Everything is in the clouds, naive, soaring!
And even autumn can be good for her.
If there is someone nearby who opens an umbrella!

When a woman is warmed by love,
No autumn is scary for her!

Millions of women love autumn...
Falling leaves and the sound of rain streams...
Carefully measured doses -
Coffee, chocolate and a kiss...

A maple leaf fell on the coffee,
It's like a warm greeting from you.
Bad weather paints your profile
On the transparent palette of rain...

Someday I will return to you with rain.
Autumn rain, noisy in memory...
You will tell me: “It was all a dream!”
And I will answer: “It was happiness!!!”

It's autumn outside.
There is sadness in my heart.
I love you very much!
Don't believe me? It's a pity...

Even though it’s raining and slush outside,
I'll pour myself some tea into a mug,
I'll add honey, love and joy,
And I drink...

Autumn is a reason to think
Feel "here" and "now"
And, of course, love
Contrary to all laws of nature!
Evgenia Sharova

I once LOVED autumn... when I was ten or twelve years old...
I loved to run in boots without asking in the rain without an umbrella...
And now I have become more mature...
And that’s why I love autumn only... so that with me, under the same blanket...
YOU WARMED MY SOUL GENTLY...

I will get over you... autumn will cool the trepidation...
In the fall it’s easier... She doesn’t know how to lie...
Ekaterina Alekseeva

Love and autumn, in some way you are united -
Coming bright and leaving gray,
But there is no more beautiful picture of life -
At least for a short time to be one...
Larisa Kuzminskaya

I wish you an autumn full of love!

Autumn is that time of year when people should warm each other with their words, their feelings, their lips... And then no cold will be scary.

I wander alone through October, timidly crushing the leaves, I lie to myself that I don’t love, I lie to myself that I forget.

When someone you love appears in your life... then autumn becomes colorful. You don’t notice the rain, but only colorful umbrellas!

I wish you an autumn full of love, warm colors, the smell of coffee and kisses.

Leaves fall when the sun stops warming in the fall and the relationship between lovers ends when love stops warming.
Rugiya Mustafaeva

It's damp outside, the sky is crying, the sun has hidden: everything is so black and gray... Why? Maybe because it's October? No, you're just not around...

Autumn... cold, windy and rainy. But it becomes cozy and warm if you are not alone in it. If he is in it...

Autumn makes words warmer, kisses stronger, and love... Love does not depend on the season.

Love! In winter from the cold, in summer from the heat, in spring from the first leaves, in autumn from the last: always from everything.

Love has its own laws of development, its own ages, just like human life. It has its own luxurious spring, its own hot summer, and finally, autumn, which for some is warm, bright and fruitful, for others - cold, rotten and barren.

In autumn you can become a center of warmth and love.

If autumn is in gray clouds, it’s me who misses you!

No, you can’t live without love in the fall. Otherwise, it will certainly turn into winter.

Perhaps autumn is to blame for everything. I feel it more than you. In the fall, they break the rules and everything becomes so invalid. And the person wants... What does he want? Love.

Quotes from books and aphorisms of great people about this wonderful time have long been scattered around the world.

Love also has autumn...

And I don’t like autumn when I’m waiting. Waiting for the person without whom my autumn fades.
Elchin Safarli “Sweet salt of the Bosphorus”

Perhaps autumn is to blame for everything; I feel it more than you. In the fall, pacts are torn and everything becomes invalid. And the person wants... Yes, what does he want?
- Love.
Erich Maria Remarque, "Shadows in Paradise"

Love also has autumn, and the one who has forgotten the taste of the kisses of his beloved knows it.
Mark Levy, "Those words we didn't say to each other"

Love is when you want to experience all four seasons with someone. When you want to run with someone from a spring thunderstorm under lilacs strewn with flowers, and in the summer you want to pick berries and swim in the river. In the fall, make jam together and seal the windows against the cold. In winter - to help survive a runny nose and long evenings...
Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Probably, each of us has some especially dear love memory or some especially serious love sin.
Ivan Bunin, "Dark Alleys"

Still, it is better to have an unhappy first love than your last.
Galina Shcherbakova, “Very Desperate”

I was irresistibly drawn to you, drawn again to taste at least a pathetic particle of that hot, dazzling happiness that we once enjoyed wastefully and carelessly, like fairy-tale kings.
Alexander Kuprin, “Autumn Flowers”

Autumn is approaching like an inexorable army. And you understand that love is something more than the playful word of a frivolous woman.
From the film “Summer Rain”

I’m somehow not ready for the autumn dampness... I didn’t make mulled wine, I didn’t buy cats. 18

Every person’s dream on cold autumn evenings is to warm their feet near a real fireplace, read interesting book, slowly sip tea and have your loved one nearby. 11

If you put together the first letters of the autumn months, you will get exactly what will be missing throughout them. 22

Autumn... There is always something of eternity in it, simple and incomprehensible. 16

A warm cozy blanket, hot tea and favorite music are all you need in the fall. 15

Summer may come late, but autumn is always extremely punctual. 16

Cold autumn time.. But you are next to me, you come from summer. And I'm not afraid of the cold. 11

The mood is great - spring! I walk without hiding my smile. Today is Sunday for me! So what if it’s autumn and Thursday. 17

Autumn is a transitional state of nature and the same state for the soul. 14

Autumn, it is not according to the calendar.. Autumn is in the soul. 19

Look for guys in the fall to stay warm in winter. 9

Folk sign. September has come, wait for October... 10

Autumn is not scary if there is spring in your heart 26

Look at the rainy autumn weather through the eyes of your umbrella - it’s just eager to go out into the world and flirt among its relatives! 13

Fall in love and date, there’s nothing else to do in the fall anyway. 12

The spring weather is excellent - in our hearts we choose the season ourselves. 6

Autumn smells like perfume... 11

No longer rollerblades, but not yet skates. Autumn... 10

I’ll take a nap here... And when autumn ends, wake me up, okay? 9

We wander through the fallen leaves - it’s time for the warm days to go.
Now another season is approaching - coughing, wheezing and snot. 16

Beautiful, golden, sunny, happy autumn! The soul sings and waits for the first snow. 10

In autumn, it doesn’t matter what day it is. 20

Autumn. Tomorrow promises rain, business, work, and delays. But in the fall it’s so easy to be happy: Charlotte, tea, sweater... 20

Indian summer is the last chance to decide who you will spend the winter with. 7

It’s autumn in the yard - the cabbage has faded, all the feelings in my soul have dulled until spring. 13

The sad time has come yellow leaves and sad thoughts. 5

Such sadness is only at this time of year... Fate doesn’t choose moments in vain. This is how nature dies in the fall - but how beautifully it dies! 5

I cover myself with a blanket and want to sleep all the time. 7

Autumn always smells of unfulfilled dreams. 12

I hope that this fall each of us will have someone who will warm our hands... 11

Even in the most dreary autumn rain, you should not forget that the sky is actually blue. You just need to wait a little. 9

Autumn is beautiful, everything is in your power. I ask one thing - give me happiness. 19

I wish you an autumn full of love, warm colors, the smell of coffee and kisses... 10

We have abandoned summer and joy... I walk barefoot in the fall. 12

Autumn is not scary for those who see infinity in the figure eight. 10

Neither coffee, nor a jacket, nor a blanket keeps you warm... Summer is ending... Well, hello Autumn. 8

Autumn. In the evenings there is tea and chocolate, and for dessert - memories of summer. 11

Autumn. Kissing the rain, hugging the wind... 6

A marathon of fallen leaves...the rainy season...a cocktail of smoke and thoughts. 9

Autumn is that time of year when people should warm each other with words, feelings, their lips... And then no cold will be scary... 15

Autumn burst in with winds, rains, cold nights, yellow leaves, strange thoughts... 12

Everything is normal in the fall, you just need to grow gills. 9

Autumn is that time of year when you begin to feel sad, miss someone for some reason, it is not clear why or why. 7