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[Introduction] I looked at the sky muddled in the high and cool autumn, looking at those years when the wind was clear and the clouds were light. If the leaves fall, there will be no more emotional disputes. The beauty of fallen leaves has gained the freedom to dance lightly in the short time and space without the bondage of trees.

The fallen leaves and the thankful flowers all fade. In this glorious season to death. The sky is still pure blue, and life is still light white. Everything gives me too much sorrow. Leaves have gone, but it knows how to comfort itself, and what about myself? Seeing those, the owner was gone. Tears. When my uncle went there, he suddenly felt empty and always felt something was missing. It is cold and leaves fall. The leaves are very close to me, and I seem to hear their screams. A burst of chill hit my heart, but the fallen leaves covered everything. I remember a writer said like this: in this world, what can keep people is not houses, and what can take people away is not Roads. Time can’t stretch out a hand to catch the clouds of the past for you. Uncle left, and he will never come back. The house didn’t keep him, nor was it the road that took him away. He left behind a group of poor children and many relatives who were sad for him. What kind of wind blew him to another world? What is the wind shaking off the leaves one after another, hanging up the missing? I looked at the sky muddled in the high and cool autumn, looking at those years with clear wind and clear clouds. If the leaves fall, there will be no more emotional disputes. The beauty of fallen leaves has gained the freedom to dance lightly in the short time and space without the bondage of trees. Looking back on the past, those so-called happiness have turned around and become strangers. The autumn wind blew away all those dusty names and past, leaving a pale sky. I hesitated in the autumn wind, the autumn wind was rustling, the coolness passed through the bone marrow, trembling with coldness. The cold water you can drink, Cold Heart difficult reheat. Maybe every morning, the meter of sunshine shining on my desk through the window will give me a little warmth. The wind blows, the leaves fall, and people hurt with it. Looking at the tree standing in the autumn wind in the distance, it is messy, desolate,

[Responsible editor: yi er]]

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