The beauty of fallen leaves

I am a fallen autumn leaf. Some people think that I am old and not full of vitality, but in fact my world is very beautiful. Time has taken my green, and the dazzling golden has replaced it. There is a trace of worry in the autumn wind, and it is a slap in my mind. Looking back at the past, I have also been a good man, and I have been alive and well. When passing by, passers-by can't help but look at my green leaves. But nowadays, I have become an old man who lost his vitality. The old days of the past have long since passed away. I can't help but be a little frustrated.

But soon, I was proud of this dazzling golden. "Grandpa, you are so beautiful! What a beautiful golden! What a beautiful leaf!" A lively little girl took her grandfather's hand and ran on the sunny forest road, watching me with a childish look, so I could not help feeling Something surprised. "Yes! This is the color of autumn! How beautiful!" A kindly grandfather, with a wrinkled face on his face, staring at the autumn leaves with the little girl with happy sunshine. So, I imagine, I may also be part of the autumn life, maybe my world is also very beautiful.

The autumn wind is getting colder and the branches seem to have been unable to support me. So I was crumbling and eventually landed on a piece of land.