It blossoms in the light of spring, grows in the warmth of summer, changes in the gale of autumn, and exits in the cold of winter.
Only recently when I left my cosy house, did I see the change in seasons. That autumn had arrived long ago, and that it is now moving towards the heart of winter. I look down and realise I'm still wearing my summer clothes and it's freezing. I was about to run back into my cosy house, to escape the chill, when I realised the door had locked and I had dropped the key.
叶子的离去，是风的追求还是树的不挽留?
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