Author/Lu
Walking into the Mountain Forest in a quiet afternoon
Winter is close to me
In the cold season, leaves are falling off one by one
Only firm branches are left at the moment
As soon as I walked into them, I immediately became one of them
I swayed for this. Quiet afternoon
I give myself to the slight cold wind
and this bare forest
I will lose my color bit by bit
I have experienced the wind and rain in early summer and the blood and fire in late autumn
I remember burning passionately
How the color of life flashed
When I walked into the forest
I walked into a deeper silence
. I like it,too.