The wind is getting tighter and the leaves are getting closer. Finally, many leaves can't resist the wind and fall off the branches. A leaf turned over in the air and reluctantly said goodbye to the tree. Turn a circle, they finally fell to the ground, I picked up one, ah! What leaf is this? It has a broad leaf surface, a yellow face and a wrinkled face. In autumn, the leaves are dry After the baptism of heavy rain and wind, the leaves are moldy and grow numerous black spots. I picked up two more leaves and so on.
Think about that spring, when young trees thrived in the sun and soon grew new green leaves. After the spring rain, the moist leaves are more dazzling and swaying in the breeze, interpreting the beauty of life. I didn't expect to fall into such a field in a few days. Come to think of it, isn't it like a person's life? Born of joy, soft skin makes people love. Wind and rain are like setbacks. They grew up in the process of experience, and finally their vicissitudes were covered with wrinkles and black spots. At this time, the old and frail people can no longer stand any wind and rain and hobble away with endless regrets.
Fallen leaves are too much like dead people, and so are all things in the world. Although the end of fate is inevitable, they have been active, brilliant and brilliant after all. Even if it is scattered, people will still think of its light green. Since we can't change the fate, why not make our life colorful? Leave your glorious footprints in your lifetime and make your life better.
Feel the texture of fallen leaves, and I understand the true meaning of life.