But in the end, I didn't get what I wanted. I'm sorry for the person I love. Next time I meet you, I won't be a lover, but a friend. Falling leaves in spring are very reluctant and helpless. Branches and buds don't pay attention. A leaf leaves its branches in spring, longs for spring, bathes in sunshine, wants to kiss the earth and turn it into spring mud to protect flowers, but doesn't know where the wind takes it.
Very famous works. By describing the process of a leaf from germination to withering, this paper expresses the author's profound understanding of the cycle of life and death in the four seasons. The article is profound but not old-fashioned, and it is not easy to wash and practice. It can be said that it is intended to follow the pen and it is logical. Listen to the footsteps and sing softly. Grasp a leaf falling with the wind with your hand, just like a girl dancing at your fingertips, and like an angel waving green wings, the girl's dance plucked the strings of my thoughts. The angel's wings crossed a trace of sadness in the autumn rain last night, falling faintly, and truly yearning for the green leaves to take root in the soil.