The Beauty of the Silver Teapot in the Autumn Courtyard's Elegant Rhyme/Qiu Ting pure silver teapot

"In all trees, autumn hues prevail; on every hill, the setting sun casts its glow." In this poetic season, the autumn courtyard in the hearts of Chinese literati unfolds like a slowly unrolling ink - and - wash painting. In the courtyard, the green moss and red leaves set off each other. The autumn wind gently blows, and the chrysanthemums bloom wantonly, exuding a delicate fragrance. In the pond, although the withered lotus has lost its lushness in summer, it still stands upright. In the autumn rain, layers of water mist and ripples rise, and every ripple seems to be telling the story of time, presenting a unique charm.   When the forest and mountains are quiet in autumn, sitting leisurely in the courtyard, watching the flowers bloom and fade, that sense of peace and comfort makes people feel refreshed. In the courtyard, there are blooming flowers and fragrant trees, and the fragrance fills the empty mountains. Picking the fruits from the branches and putting them on the plate, quietl