A natural landscape or plant in life, associate its past, present and future, and write an emotional dialogue.

I carefully counted the remaining green leaves on the sassafras. There were thirty or forty leaves here and there, sparsely dotted with twigs. Although it's a bit messy, it's also impressive and generous! Breeze Xu Lai, it is swaying gracefully. I don't know whether it is a greeting of blessing or a cry of encouragement. When the unscrupulous cold wave came, I don't know how they fought back.

In summer, so many brothers and sisters huddle together and kiss. What a noisy and spectacular scene! Every green leaf opens its beautiful youthful face and smiles at the passionate life. But when the ruthless season comes, I can't resist this destruction, and I can't help saying goodbye to it. However, those are still my own leaves, still charming and still green.

I don't know what kind of faith and courage it is to be able to smile at the branches after experiencing the cruel cold. Maybe it's the innate rebellious spirit in my heart. When will it fall? Can you insist on waving goodbye until spring blossoms and new buds begin to bloom, or will you go away with the wind in a few days? I don't know. I'm a little nervous.