One spring, I walked under a tree and looked at a certain leaf on the tree. I liked it very much. In autumn, in the autumn wind, I came to this tree again, but I couldn't find the green leaves I liked. I thought I couldn't find it... But I didn't know that it was still there. There, just the color changed... When I turned around and left with melancholy, a dead leaf on the tree was rolled up in the autumn wind, surrounding me and accompanying me all the way, but in melancholy I still missed the green leaf. Little did I know that what I was waiting for and looking for was right next to me...

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