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Late autumn


The morning attack was screaming. And I am still sleeping. When I only sat halfway, I felt very cold and fell to the bed, complaining about the sky.
With the encouragement of my mother, I got up. Suddenly, a leaf came from the outside, I picked it up and gave it to my mother. I asked: "Mom, mother, how does the leaves turn yellow?" Mother explained: "Why didn't you want to get up?" I said, "It's too cold." Mom said: "Yes, it’s already autumn. The leaves will turn yellow!" After I understood it, I collected the leaves. When I came to the garden, I found that many flowers were withered, and only the bougainvillea had not withered. When I started exercising, a piece of leaves fell from the tree and floated on my face and I wanted to snow. I think of everything that has just happened. I said to myself: "It’s already in the real late autumn.

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