A leaf slowly fell from the branch , I knelt down and picked it up gently.
It has not aged at all. The leaves are still so green and very tender to the touch, which is enough to tell that it is a new life. There was an inexplicable sadness in my heart, was it because of the premature death of this young life, but it felt like more than that.
Its lines are so clear, the sunlight shines through the dense leaves, casting a string of swinging notes. This small green leaf is so cute, its lines are like your young hands, Pleasure spread throughout the body. Your active colors are so beautiful that they are rare and seem to infect the surrounding air, making them become restless. Gently put it next to your nose, and a rich fragrance will hit your nostrils, containing the infinite vitality of spring.
I put the leaf back on the ground and I didn't want to move it. Thats because it still has so many partners on the ground to accompany it, either yellow or green. They are all part of spring. Now, I finally understand that although I am saddened by the loss of these young lives, there is still a feeling deep in my heart, which is a kind of heartfelt joy and blessing. They are accumulating and preparing for the arrival of the coming year. Falling means passing away, and it also means rebirth.
Thank you, Green Leaf!
