From the struggling dance of the withered leaves, it symbolizes not only a touch of sadness, some helplessness, a piece of decadence, but also the face that begs to remain unchanged forever, the unchanging mood.
Falling leaves are undoubtedly also sentimental, the autumn wind mercilessly drive them off the branches, but still gave them the opportunity to consume the last of their vitality, to stage that most poignant, the most moving pantomime. The leaves return to their roots and eventually become the most inconspicuous crunch at people's feet; they are eventually transformed into spring mud, more protective of flowers.
Once upon a time, and on such an autumn day, a boy and a girl came to a tree. The boy told the girl: the leaves fall by listening to the sound. The boy raised his hand, crisp applause, and sure enough, the leaves fell ...... The boy smiled and let the girl also try, but the girl's stubbornness kept her from raising her hand ......
After many years and another autumn, the sound of fine footsteps approached, and it was the the girl from that year.
She looked at the leaves all over the ground, remembered what the boy once said, and could not help but raise her hand, one, two, three, the girl obsessively applauded hard, the leaves like snowflakes fluttering down, unconsciously, she was already in tears ......
Another Autumn, another endless sadness, endless and endless. want to speak, tears flow first.