When pieces of autumn leaves fall quietly.
Autumn has gone.
Winter is coming.
Yellowed leaves
Falling with the autumn wind
Only that last leaf
Stick to the treetop that belongs to him.
The wind is cold
The rain is getting cold.
The strong wind mingled with huge raindrops
Blowing every corner of the earth
The last leaf is a little yellow.
But he still stands in his territory.
It's cold,
Winter is coming.
The earth can't stand the cold in winter and hibernates.
That last leaf.
Getting lonely gradually.
But he still stands on the tip that belongs to him.
The tree withered.
It's snowing.
Snow, silently no longer floating.
Winter, it is no longer cold quietly.
The last leaf
Landed quietly.
Author: "Shadow"
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