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Autumn wind is soft, yellow leaves fluttering


The yellow leaves stick to the withered trunk, and they are reluctant to hide on it until the autumn wind urges it to land quickly. It is extremely reluctant to drift down, into the earth, and into the warm embrace of Mother Earth. I stood upstairs and witnessed this moment before I truly realized the autumn - this extraordinary season came.

In the field, I saw the stalk of the stalk of the east, lying on the ground, my heart was so sad; seeing the slanting sun shining on the withered stalk, my heart was so a bit bleak; see the naughty The child ran across the land, cruelly stepping on the dying stalk, and there was a bit of sadness in my heart; seeing the autumn wind blowing over the wheat field, the heart was a little more understanding. Autumn, this sad season.

In the orchard, I saw the fruitful trees. Many people picked the fruity flesh, and their faces were full of happiness and happiness. They picked heavy fruits and talked with other people. The orchard lost its winter silence and ushered in the heat and passion of summer. Autumn, this happy season.

In the small building, looking up at the sky, by chance, I saw a group of geese flying south from the air, only to see the white head geese, fanning its powerful wings, leading other geese in the air to fly in adult shape, I think "These geese must be very big and strong, and many people may not be able to catch it." Autumn, this diverse season.

Go downstairs, walk into the woods, walk on the country road, listen to the whispers that the autumn wind tells you; step on the yellow leaves by the autumn wind; touch the already dead yellow trunk. I seem to understand the truth of autumn.

First day: Chen Jian

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