Leaf without trace

When the green gradually disappeared its green, condensed into a grain of dark yellow spots, the luxuriance of the past summer has become a luxury of yesterday, she sighed so long, and the consequences broke and reluctantly smashed the last one Fine fibers. The wind in the autumn is always mixed with a bit of a squeaky feeling. At the moment of leaving, without the care of the big tree, she slammed a chill. Autumn wind said, don't be afraid, soon you will enter the embrace of the earth and comfortably do long dreams. Her mouth was a little smiley, faint, and then disappeared without a trace, maybe, she thought, this is the ultimate destination of the leaves. She took a deep look at the huge phoenix tree, trying to remember every trace of it, deeply imprinted in memory, she also felt that the body is slowly falling, a sense of fear and helplessness From time to time, there are also confusions, like a traveler who is on the edge of a cliff, eager to catch a life-saving grass, but imagine that after all, the reality is continuing, it will not be because of your imagination. The freeze even changed.

It’s like a drop of venom, decorating its face with beauty, the greater the desire, the more it expands like a cancer cell, and then breaks through the thin, flap-like decoration, revealing its essence, free from yours. Each nerve penetrates into every cell.

Later, as expected, she did fall to the ground, but the land was a bit hard and smelled of cement. From time to time, she heard the groaning sound from the ear, a black pressed foot shadow, brought the surrounding air, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground, like the rare sunlight in the early morning woods, mottled Refuted, just one more desolation. Maybe I will be like this, she thought. There is always a lot of wind in the autumn, and then there is a wind that blows it to a corner where you can avoid the cold and no longer have to drift. She often dreamed of a little boy, clumsily picked up a broken leaf, buried it under shallow soil with her little hand, then turned her head and said to her mother with a tender voice: "Mom, the teacher said that the leaves are The nourishment of the big tree!"

Maybe everything will eventually disappear, time will not feel sorry for you, and you will not execute a program for you alone. All life begins with chance, but it is the inevitable outcome of time running. Whether it’s gorgeous or bleak, everything will disappear.

She is still eager, in fantasy, there is a little boy who uses her tender little hands to bury her broken body in the soil, and then smiles comfortably...

Finally, one day, when Dongyang rose again, she didn't open her eyes again, but there was a smile on her lips, as if she were still in a dream. However, she never knew that the other side of the corner was a lawn; the busy and hurried steps did not notice the leaves in the corner, and I wouldn’t know that they simply had a hand and could Complete the dream of a fallen leaf...

Smile without a trace, leave a loneliness

Sixth grade: Peng Xushen