every time I see the rain of the phoenix tree, I think of life. Yes, plane leaves from spring to autumn, long wind and rain, scorching sun-what have you never experienced?
Every time I see the rain of the phoenix tree, my biggest impulse is to walk gently into this splendid fairy tale world. Walking on the thick crisp golden carpet, I let the tired dancer rest on my shoulder. In this season when the sky is everywhere, I always look at it, stand quietly, and silently read that "half an acre of tung flowers, quietly locked in a courtyard to worry about the rain" ... < P > In that golden season, I am full and happy, and in that refreshing world, I am relaxed and happy; In the warm and cold days, I long for the season of falling phoenix tree rain ... < P > Simply speaking, phoenix tree leaves fall.