One day, when I was idle, I suddenly saw that Taiwanese bamboo on the balcony. The lush leaves give me an impulse to get close to nature. So I grabbed the phone and condensed this idle and boring Sunday into a series of phone numbers.

In the yard. The sun was shining, and Vera came here soon, holding hands and hugging each other. We laughed before we could speak. The tacit understanding between us gives us a proud capital, which not only deepens us.

The friendship between us makes us realize the harmonious fun between people.

Riding a car, we went forward freely and happily, and our cheers and laughter were all over the way. The flowers and trees on both sides were infected by us, and they greeted us along the way, keeping pace with time.

"Wow, it's beautiful!" I can't help but blurt it out.

"Yes, the witness of our friendship has become beautiful again!" Lively Enigmatic joked.

Yes, what appeared before our eyes was a flaming maple forest. Under the sunshine, the whole maple forest becomes more and more layered. The bright red color makes people's hearts warm at once, and the long-lost passion in their hearts is ignited a little, followed by long-lost happy memories.

It is also such an autumn, when I came to this maple forest, when the fiery red immediately caught my eye, I couldn't help applauding the masterpieces of nature. The colorful environment made me forget the noisy city for a while.

This city, with a broken heart, has only spiritual shock and emotional excitement. I walked in the maple forest, letting the autumn wind gently touch my face and fondle my pink scarf. Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

My nose is full of refreshing and cool fragrance, which is unique to the maple forest. It has been washed away in my heart for a long time, and I can't bear to disperse. Perhaps this is a kind of harmony, a wonderful harmony between man and nature.

This feeling.

When I opened my eyes, I found the sun dripping from the cracks in the maple tree, so groups of little stars blinked in the maple tree, so lively and lively! Everything around is so quiet and peaceful, even so.

The light red air seems to be stopping, as if waiting for something to appear. Just then, a string of silvery laughter broke the peace here. It turned out to be two girls. They snuggled up to each other, talking and laughing. It's good.

Not intimate. I thought I was the only friend in the lonely maple forest at this moment. Unexpectedly, Old Fenglin is not lonely. Thought of here, I can't help laughing. The same hobby made me have a good impression on these two girls.

At first glance, I was surprised that they were wearing the same style of clothes as me. This may be fate! That's how I met Sonny and Vera, and then the three of us became good friends.

Friend, I think Fenglin is the matchmaker who matches our friendship! Thought of here, I can't help but smile sweetly again.

Sunny, the phone call from Wei's son pulled me back from my sweet memories. I don't know how happy I am to see them lively and lovely. Look at the forest, it seems that every bright red maple leaf is greeting me with a smile.

In order to express the joy of long separation. A gust of autumn wind blew and the leaves rustled. Maple leaf forest, old friend, are you playing a cheerful tune for us? A song that reverberates in everyone's heart, infecting each other and moving each other!

I close my eyes, indulge in nature with Will and Sang Ni, put aside all vulgarity, integrate everything into nature, give myself to nature, give myself to this fiery maple forest, feel the charm of nature quietly, and listen to the song that has been cleansed in our hearts for a long time. ...

Chapter 2: Red Maple Tree

The autumn wind is rustling, and a scene of "autumn wind sweeping leaves" appears in front of you. Rolled leaves are like waves in the sea, layered and undulating.

I stood in the rustling wind for a while. Open your arms involuntarily, close your eyes, feel the warmth of nature and breathe the breath of nature. A strange but wonderful emotion rose from my heart.

Gradually, gradually, I seem to understand something.

"Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers." In the rustling autumn wind, fallen leaves fall to the earth. Sunset, gently cover them with a layer of golden color; Mao Mao Rain, slowly do it for them for the last time.

The second baptism. So, they left the trunk that accompanied them for a spring and summer. Are they no longer attached to branches in autumn? Do they just like falling alone? No, it's not. They fall, turn to dust, and are buried in the soil and dust.

In fact, it is in their own decline that they feel the vitality from the earth and the breath of next spring. They don't have any sadness, they don't feel any sadness, because they deeply understand.

What will be dedicated to people is green life, green ocean and green hope. After all, they decorate the beauty of spring, and they provide shade for summer.

I love autumn, especially the fallen leaves.