The afterglow of the afternoon has been red for half of the sky, reflecting the red of me and the country road
I remember a few years ago, in the afternoon of autumn, our family of three drove to their hometown. Soon we came to grandma's house. When my father and grandmother talked, my sister and I came to a country road.
Tree after tree are arranged on both sides, and the huge roots grow in the soil, as if they are preparing for the long winter. A breeze came quietly, blowing my sister's hair on me, but I had been addicted to this wonderful "fairy tale world".
Suddenly a leaf swayed on the branch. A gust of wind gently plucked the leaf. The leaf was a little yellow, but under the reflection of the setting sun, it looked red, like a ripe apple, sweet and attractive. The leaves turned over, and with the breeze flying in the air, they gradually landed like paratroopers.
It was a gust of wind again. The leaves of the tree pushed and jostled, making a sound of "Hua Hua". One leaf after another was pushed down from the tree. The sight of thousands of leaves falling together is not seen in Beijing. The leaves are free to sing and dance, which is like a grand concert. There are free and unrestrained hip-hop dancers, orderly and uniform tap dancers, and romantic and warm ballroom dancers. But I compared myself to the judges. One dance after another has already made me float. It's really "when spring comes and flowers bloom, when autumn comes and I'm drunk." But the time is too fast, each contestant has only a few seconds, but they perform all kinds of dances incisively and vividly.
Suddenly, an oncoming motorcycle brought a lot of leaves, but they did not stand up, they died, they really died!
I think there are only three seasons in the life of leaves. From birth to withering, they grow all the time. Instead of being angry because of their short life, they make themselves more green. They want to be the king of leaves, the strong of trees and the king of people. Make the best leaf if you want to. When its life is in danger, it should also complete its life with the most beautiful dance!
Although this moment is short, it is worth collecting. It is not the leaves, not the photos, but the immortal spirit.
The leaves are falling again. It's so beautiful here!