Autumn miss

Without a supporting role, the protagonist can't show its beauty.

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Walking alone in the autumn forest, stepping on the thick leaves under my feet, my heart feels particularly heavy. Looking up at the dim light and the leaves on the tree felt like no difference to those leaves.

My study is not the best in the class, the teachers are just around the top of the students. After entering the ninth grade, I was gradually left behind by the fast pace.

When I got home in the evening, I stood alone on the balcony and looked at the phoenix tree in the yard. There were also the last few fallen leaves, with yellow and yellow, and there was no life. Perhaps a short wind will blow them away from the backbone and eventually become mud. "What are you thinking about?" asked the father. "Dad, are you saying that the trunk is important or is the leaf important?" "Of course it is the trunk," the father replied. I don't say anything, my father doesn't ask anything anymore.

The next day, I walked alone in this lifeless forest, closing my eyes and feeling the heart of the fallen leaves. The selfish uncle made the leaves fall into mud in order to make him through the cold winter.

If the leaves are the supporting role of the trunk, then I am not the supporting role of life. Do I have to be eliminated by life?

Suddenly came a word behind me, "Do you think it is the beauty of the current forest or the beauty of the summer forest?" "Of course the beauty of the summer forest," I replied. Then what do you think is missing in the woods now? I didn't say anything, my father said to me, "If you think the summer forest is beautiful, you have green leaves, now they are eliminated, because of what, you know?" I shook my head. The father said, "Look at the difference between these fallen leaves and the leaves of the pine trees?" I took a fallen leaf and walked to the pine tree. The leaves of the pine tree abandoned the gorgeous appearance, leaving only one main vein. In an instant, I understand that if you don't want to be eliminated by life, you must learn to give up. I looked at my father and my father nodded to me.

Now recalling this memory, I really want to thank the autumn leaves, let me understand such a big philosophy in life.

The third year of Bowang Town, Fangcheng County, Nanyang City, Henan Province: Nothing called ai