Looking out the window, the sky was cloudless, occasionally a wind, give a person with relaxed feeling. Campus tree really much!!!!! The wind rustling leaves, like every leaf has a life, to bring a vibrant campus. So beauty don't walk out how line? I went to a tree, the leaves green attractive, looking at all into the god. The wind blows continuously, a leaf from the tree fell, waving waving to fall on the ground. I picked up. !!!!!A complete green leaves! How can fall down?
According to sparse remember in online seen such a sentence: "to leave leaf, the power of the wind, or tree cannot stay." Good a meaningful words yo! But, but I don't know the answer to two, which is more accurate. Leave leaf, the wind is helpless, or tree helpless!
The same is true of life, it is like a tree, with many leaves, but as time goes by reach, the leaf will leave tree!
I desire that leaves return. When I awake, I found, I lost a lot of leaves. The valuable leaf ah, is the wind power to let it from me, or leaves leave, I can't stay.
Remember that the childhood of transparent day, always like a piece of transparent Shen blue gems condensed our every drop tears of laughter, reflecting the smiling face on that we each and with a pure, pure white paper with the colour of the dream, and gradually transition to the reality, black and white film like the back in reverse it.
Childhood this piece of precious and good leaves, now where with wind? I am eager to return leaves, eager to childhood can come back again. But, the time the old man never practise, time glides will not be back again. In the life most beautiful two leaf-childhood and youth, my childhood has already become the memories and now I have a youth. Youth is a wonderful leaves, I desire to have it forever. But, I'm afraid, afraid of one day as silent as youth childhood left, leaving me alone...
I am eager to return leaves, I am eager to no longer lose leaves.
I have many leaves, but leaves but always ready to leave me. I have lost many leaves, I once had all of all, perhaps is the wind power, perhaps I can't stay. Leave leaf, let my heart gaunt. I want to, I'm eager to return the leaves... I will cherish, cherish I have leaves.
Leave leaf, is the power of the wind, or tree can't stay. My desire to return-leaves. I don't want to lose them, maybe I have not value, maybe I can't keep, perhaps in the dilemma I do not protect them...... I for one tree leaves die with the trees, if can save, I will cherish, will use my sincerity to protect each slice to belong to my leaves...
My desire to return-leaves.
