Fallen love

The tree outside the window, standing tall black trunk, stood there quietly. It stood for a whole winter, and when it came back to the earth, it was yellowed by the frost.

It stood there and greeted the morning breeze. The breeze smacked the old leaves of the yellow, and brought down a few pieces of the thinst and thinest leaves. It slid down from the high branches, and it was a little powerless for the still firm tree. It is the only tree in the world where there is no 莺啼 转 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , It is also a branch, but it gives it the wrong color in winter.

With a soft sigh, a few yellow butterflies fluttered from the tree, hit a few beautiful circles, and quietly fell to the ground, not moving. All the dead leaves swayed, but they did not fall down, as if he was hesitating.

All the trees, green and verdant, they proudly greet the beautiful spring with the new leaves of green jade, and some even have a little thought, in the green and the flowers are adorned with flowers, all of them are so proud, even the bright birds love Around them, the clearing circled. Everything quietly, slowly recovering, only the forgotten tree, in a remote and dark corner, scattered some scattered autumn yellow. Everyone has forgotten this tree with yellow leaves, as if it is even spring.

It was a dark afternoon, and the gloom of the untimelyness filled the entire sky, and even the fog became a dead gray. With a roaring thunder, it was soon a sudden shower, and the wind was raging. The wind ravaged the aging tree, in the screams of the road, the tree; began to tremble, those who lost the leaves! A large number of all scattered from the tree, a long blue lightning break through the paint? Milk thistle? Zhao Yizhi Yu Xi? Car looks wild and live in S? From the curtain Pudong魃掀 魃掀 湎 湎 矗 矗 诘谝 诘谝 诘谝 诘谝 诘谝 缬曛 缬曛 缬曛 缬曛 缬曛 诙 ∫ ∫ ∫ ∫ ∫ ∫ 炙 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海 海? Χ??嗔沟仄?阆吕矗?旌献庞晁??砣peptide5. Resistance school?涣松?iK?サ叵?抛派???/p>

I have seen countless old trees falling yellow, but I have never seen such spectacular, so beautiful leaves.

When the morning sun shines on the sun, everything shines. Everyone was amazed to see that the bare tree was a little bit more, the dark branches were green, the green of the new spring, the green was bright, and the shadows were shining on the ground.

The tree is still lush, but the leaf is no longer yellow, but green, brighter than any tree, green and green.

Spring has re-examined it, and took life for it. In the early spring, the new tree was floating with something, white and snowy, and it was like a dream.

There is a kind of love; love like a fallen leaf. Fluttering and swaying, scattered all over the ground, buried love deeply in the sand, in exchange for the clear green of the sun, falling flowers like snow.

The second day: 萱草忘忧