fall

In the four seasons, autumn is indispensable. It is the third in the four seasons, and it will appear every year. It has already appeared to bring a cool air, and let the wind blow the leaves, it highlights everything in yellow, it is the fall of my heart.

Autumn is coming, the leaves are falling, and the flowers are dying. It is a golden, a season, and a lingering autumn. Autumn is beautiful, autumn is understanding, and autumn is the most complicated season. I like the autumn wind, the autumn rain, the autumn sky, and the autumn night.

The night cools quickly in monotony, but I fantasize the fallen leaves in the sad autumn. The leaves are crying, we can't hear them, just because the wind is too loud, the crying is too small. A piece of maple leaves floated down, and as it quietly fell, it seemed to have a faint sadness. Finally, I saw it, seeing that every leaf is dying, and the life of many leaves is disappearing. Every leaf is telling oneself. The piece of withered leaves, like a butterfly, danced in the darkness and flew to the end of life. I sat at the window and quietly looked at the fallen leaves outside the window, the leaves that left only the body and only the body. In the autumn wind of the rustling, the memories of the past have already drifted away like the autumn wind. Falling leaves, is it a destination, or a terminal? Life is born again.

Night, very quiet, only heard my heartbeat, only heard the sound of autumn, autumn, and gradually drifted away... It is going to leave us.

First day: Mo Jiazhen