Part one: yellow leaves the sky, I saw the life, thought many, many Tagore said: Shengruxiahua brilliant, if dead autumn leaves.Leaves, a piece, and in the arms of the wind, the freedom of flying. Yela is when.That season, the death of a loved me, then she lay there quietly; then, the leaves flying in the sky; then, I think life is so fragile.It seems that all in all, are not catch.Life, I can have what!What will lose!Some things really do not do anything? constantly ask ourselves these questions until a blank mind.I remember that time, over and over again listening to “Invisible Wings”, just I hope that it will give me comfort, just want to fly those suffering, those sad. Is when the leaves.”Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle.”Leaves and branches of separation, not abandoned, but a better guardian.Complete with life guard, to the extreme of selfless love.”Pink family” in the peach branches, in the vast sea of fire, the interpretation of a beautiful picture, it is done with the soul of dance, it was quiet when the leaves fall beauty. Friend said: lives lost, is in the birth of new life.Thank God gave us life, also like to thank Asura gave us death.It is because of the presence of death, we can appreciate the valuable raw.If there is no death, which in turn is a kind of world?You will not have my presence?Or, our existence?Not think about.Suddenly feel the nature of arrangements, in fact, very good.Everything form its own laws in their development process, claiming that excessive human, can not and do too much interference.Life and death, life and life and death, no matter what, all own arrangements, too persistent, will live very tired.As it leaves the sky, fly the branches, we no longer see.Dream feel distant horizon, and the calm water falling.Face life, that there is this state of mind. Finally, a leaf, to pay old painter lives, young people desperate to regain to be born, and this leaves the ground, I felt heavy life.Sunshine on-year jump in that twilight leaves, then give it new life supernatural power, and the beauty of life in the last, the moment she explains, left, is eternal.Gorgeous, such as fireworks, such as dew short.Clean of sadness, but also contemplative life. The fragile sigh of life, a gust of wind blowing, it will fall.Pascal said: “Man is but a reed, the most fragile thing in nature; but he is a thinking reed.”Human seems, actually very fragile, a drop of water, breath, it will be able to destruction.In fact, things have wisdom.Leaves fall, in order to better guard the tree, a small sacrifice for the sake of big growth. The life cycle sigh, alternating seasons, landing newborn.”Snow in Midsummer” Second off: “empty sadness, ignored, is the cycle of life and death.After “like the word reincarnation, self-seen” three cents “Start.Drama that blue woman, handsome Wan Jun, wait for thousands of years, make love to repeat.Now when this slowly scattered leaves, can not help but think of her fairy clothes fluttering, jumping to the fire, she was so decisive, so quiet, did thousands of years ago, after thousands of years still will not regret it. Windy, that a piece of falling, life chapter two: wash the leaves in the morning, I heard a very slight sound, looked up and saw that it was a leaf, fell on the windowsill.I do not know where it floated, but also where drifting? I picked it up, it has been dry in the middle also broke a hole.Wrinkled body curled up, a touch, on the issue of “imperfections” sound.Its color was brown, the underside of leaves you can still see the faint green, context is also still very clear.Imagine what it used to be green gratifying ah! This is just a very ordinary leaves. Autumn and winter to do, it is the same as the number of leaves, the wind floating around.Some fall under the tree, slowly formed mulch, continue to nourish the trees; some were cleaners as garbage into the trash; some were incinerated ash, vanished. Since ancient times, people are falling a soft spot for, they lamented brief gorgeous.Meng Haoran familiar to everyone, “the night comes wind and rain, Whispering Color”, and Li Yu’s “Spring water falling and go, heaven on earth.”.More “Dream of Red Mansions”, the Daiyu funeral flowers shed tears.Falling into the sachet, with good soil culture, made one Flower Mound. Of leaves, as if no such favors from.And it gives us, but numerous.Spring, tree buds that, that a new gold leaf, gave us a few surprises, so I feel a life exuberant vitality.Summer, how many leaves as we hold up a green umbrella, let us enjoy in the hot in a cool.Autumn leaves begin to wither, fall.And we never gave it the slightest pity, let it wind is blowing. Looking at a leaf, but I do not know how to give birth to these sad vain.Perhaps years to middle age, and this leaves me there is a “same world” and the feeling.As she explains gone, as loneliness and desolation. In fact, the most ruthless of years, and most fair.Gave us much prosperity, it will give us much lonely; give us many beautiful, how much will give us wither. Now pick this one leaves, I feel the desolation and frustration of a life. In the end, we, together with the leaf, like, gone with the wind, I do not know at return.Part Three: In the near dark green leaves cold years, I was confusion about the nature of tragedy, listen to the mournful call sign geese go, riding burst of crunchy leaves, magnificent view Akino issued by camel tear roar, in the sense of thinking the illusion of living again interference.Helpless sigh any time scrubbing, disordered consciousness like falling leaves will eventually be buried. I clubbed on the edge of autumn and winter communication, bleak mood could not hide his whereabouts; my ugly shadow and then no one will appreciate, left with reverence but also with a trace of sadness; knowing vegetation yellow not voluntary consolation, but knows life is tragic is unspeakable echo.Eyes full of self-pity in this fragile emotional days, I more than once helpless look toward the solitude of the sky, looking for a little afternoon sun was warm, love the cold evening that had to adapt to loneliness.To this end the endless nightlife network infected with inexplicable memories, lips that touch of self-pity or even smile can evoke tears.Then I did not wish to waste energy hard to find on the phenomenon that can not be justified absurd, I often took the remnants of sparkling Recollection: life in terms of health is the first one, the return is inevitable.People are advocating comes naturally with that, people may be unwilling to hide in the desolate about to see happen to them must be forthright expression of philosophical.In the fickle world of diverse, the objective laws of nature as if without doubt worthy of appreciation and.Static view leaves are blowing, the moment reluctant figure wandering around, leaves are decorated with fantastic spring and summer, or Liangqiu deceived emotion leaves?I think that this reluctance dying at least with complaints, anger and intense remorse, but did not try to show a leaf cool and calm, despite uninstall and look very unhappy and helpless, we seem to be sensible and lack of aftertaste emotional natural world is very interesting, graded let us look a little something a little more paranoid, as calm and detached atmosphere, from the bottom of my heart began to realize the kind of sublime holiness return. Regardless, no one can compete with nature, but there is no kind of life is not to compete with nature contest, perhaps this is the survival Cheats.Despite countless lives are in use and adapt to the natural way of the future tradition, although there is no life for the length of time, even though there is a different way of life, but the natural law of survival of the fittest in a very clear, very strong sense of survival of the fittest.We feel cenglinjinran of late autumn, all marveling at “Autumn Supergrass’ bones and quality, all enjoying the last piece of falling leaves hanging on the canopy scenario, this is a unique landscape, across the green was when cold night blocked, when the silver frost wrapping the whole earth, only sparse foliage dominate, the wind flowing, showing strong vitality.This is the face of the strong bullying the weak unyielding, which is facing the threat of a mockery of a smile.All know what it means to compete, both sober Yela regression is a natural end, be fearless in the end to indicate what?I am speechless heritage of humanity in the spiritual realm, what is who can be killed can not be humiliated, why should we have been fighting for equality, freedom, democracy?Perhaps the person’s life has been burdened with two identical fate: the face of natural exhibits a powerless, follow a sensible move, which is to maintain the tradition of consensus life, people will not follow the match as weak; when faced with the threat of man-made powerful to weak equality of everyone born dark unyielding heart will counter the forces have been strengthened, and therefore the history of mankind is a history of injustice continually wash.The so-called justice or not, in consideration of all living things can be achieved recuperate, to get a real sense of freedom and equality.For the full equality in terms of the good mood of the topic, it seems long and distant, as if to get inspiration from nature, human beings and nature is difficult to achieve equality necessarily the same as.Although all know that injustice is both natural phenomena and man-made phenomenon, can not resist, but fighting has not stopped, even if it is a temporary phenomenon that will leave impressed that scene. I believe that human life as ordinary as leaves, after experiencing silent, no longer struggle with the powerful forces but dialogue with their strong heart, which can not be avoided taste.Although the phenomenon implies that everything is going to happen, I was very afraid of that moment comes the innocent.I frankly ready, but do not know why necessarily infected with the sad tragedy of such panic, it is more terrible than the lives lost. In gradually variable from nature, more directly without describing deciduous.Pool of his life quietly wandering in an unknown night, so no regrets, perhaps only they know best: the nature of Reiki is bringing his life, was able to witness the truth they pay little, insignificant though small, but be aware and too dark to chance.Although we can not because of what their influence can be because there is honor and truly touched, too willing to sacrifice for that casual moment, the perception bear very meaningful tradition.Perhaps this life worthwhile is all life to their highest reward, perhaps life has always been equality and freedom, perhaps thinking man’s desire to make a calm place to hide. Part IV: leaves so quietly listening to this Zhang Yu of the “leaves”, that sorrowful song so a little tear my heart. Wind drift of leaves, wearily breakdown on their minds.Untied melancholy, rippling brow hair tips.Looking back antecedents silent, but remain a silent vicissitudes of life, that kept wandering footsteps lonely road years. No intention to bustling city, midnight bow Chuimei that inadvertently scattered in solitude, deep soul slowly.Fingertips twist silk of melancholy floated down, spread to a falling.Helpless sad, little bit of pain hit from the bottom of my heart ripples.Deciduous heart boundless lonely vicissitudes of life, the world and few people can understand?Perhaps the only day of clouds uninhibited side, is the only way to express their minds. Su hand gently fold a thousand origami cranes, it stays with that piece of the creek in the leaves as partners.Helpless journey of twists and turns as their own way of life.Years no trace, in a chilly wind in thin leaves of pure drawing.In the goosebumps, write a poem, fill in a tie word, leaving an empty yo barren years. Deciduous inner monologue, echoed in this cold winter night.Unwittingly tears, flying leaves and interpretation of a north wind carries the vicissitudes of life and gorgeous beauty.That beauty is so captivating, forever engraved in between Mother Earth’s heart. Trance, as if you never left.Just between that mountain forest, Lake crook, you beautiful grace, hovering between heart coagulation.Trees put all his love cemented a piece of dead leaves, delicate lines, blurring the roots.Micro-Ae eyes, quietly appreciate music that touch of melancholy and vicissitudes.Bleak leaves, rendering the winter chill, a mildly deep tenderness, crack Millennium calm heart. Misty eyes, a pair of trembling real estate broker, Smart keyboard percussion, wrote unlimited emotion hearts.Really want to use this pair of clumsy hands, brushed the sad heart of your eyebrows.Alone standing at the window, into the head of the dark.Night long, but eventually they came to dawn; deciduous short dance, though short but still wonderful; eternal happiness, will eventually seek to.Such midnight, so singing, people can not help the pain off enterohepatic?Mist sky, moon and stars without a trace.Remember those involuntary journey, basking under a Zhu Lei.Life is ever changing, light singing crooning room, and finally undying Chouchangbaijie.Star month off, v. Endless love-hate Melancholy; past, present, and few people can see through the world?Cycle of impermanence, suddenly look back, who missed who care, who is who always look into the distance of the End of the World? Gently open an old book, unconsciously wiping it on the page does not exist in the dust.Slowly read of that everlasting feelings, even if the exhaustion of ink, how can interpret this puzzle got through the ages.A bubble tea, the reflection cup is hair that has gradually whitened.Silent sigh, your sleeping actually sinking gradually eroded strong heart, your shadow crumbling in the wind. The north wind, you Yi Mei fluttering, indifferent and the shuttle.Also through my heart, my heart at this moment broken into jifen.Deep by the wind in this cold winter, buried in the hay cold water. I ask, when to stop biting north wind?Hate, ruthless world.May our rivers, of all things lush Lakeshore condensate. Asked boundless melancholy will subside?Hate, Red tears.! May the mountain, colorful one hundred Fang actually. Ask, can nearly forever?Hate, dead yo.Three Wishes old, stay together of reincarnation. Afraid to make inquiries heart, not your years will be like.Heart too much care, dip Love, mixing the fleeting.Lean on a railing standing, eyes end, vaguely past years.All the fortune and misfortune of the Red purple street, wandering like leaves short life. Walk north to bring heart, long hair and leaves dancing in the wind.Su string sound, somewhere who played vanish?Woods leaves light spin, but also in the interpretation of those who broke our hearts love War? Night, cover up my Red lofty, and slowly my thoughts, buried.Part five: the leaves so quietly listening to this debut feather “leaves”, that sorrowful song so a little tear my heart. Wind drift of leaves, wearily breakdown on their minds.Untied melancholy, rippling brow hair tips.Looking back antecedents silent, but remain a silent vicissitudes of life, that kept wandering footsteps lonely road years. No intention to bustling city, midnight bow Chuimei that inadvertently scattered in solitude, deep soul slowly.Fingertips twist silk of melancholy floated down, spread to a falling.Helpless sad, little bit of pain hit from the bottom of my heart ripples.Deciduous heart boundless lonely vicissitudes of life, the world and few people can understand?Perhaps the only day of clouds uninhibited side, is the only way to express their minds. Su hand gently fold a thousand origami cranes, it stays with that piece of the creek in the leaves as partners.Helpless journey of twists and turns as their own way of life.Years no trace, in a chilly wind in thin leaves of pure drawing.In the goosebumps, write a poem, fill in a tie word, leaving an empty yo barren years. Deciduous inner monologue, echoed in this cold winter night.Unwittingly tears, flying leaves and interpretation of a north wind carries the vicissitudes of life and gorgeous beauty.That beauty is so captivating, forever engraved in between Mother Earth’s heart. Trance, as if you never left.Just between that mountain forest, Lake crook, you beautiful grace, hovering between heart coagulation.Trees put all his love cemented a piece of dead leaves, delicate lines, blurring the roots.Micro-Ae eyes, quietly appreciate music that touch of melancholy and vicissitudes.Bleak leaves, rendering the winter chill, a mildly deep tenderness, crack Millennium calm heart. Misty eyes, a pair of trembling real estate broker, Smart keyboard percussion, wrote unlimited emotion hearts.Really want to use this pair of clumsy hands, brushed the sad heart of your eyebrows.Alone standing at the window, into the head of the dark.Night long, but eventually they came to dawn; deciduous short dance, though short but still wonderful; eternal happiness, will eventually seek to.Such midnight, so singing, people can not help the pain off enterohepatic?Mist sky, moon and stars without a trace.Remember those involuntary journey, basking under a Zhu Lei.Life is ever changing, light singing crooning room, and finally undying Chouchangbaijie.Star month off, v. Endless love-hate Melancholy; past, present, and few people can see through the world?Cycle of impermanence, suddenly look back, who missed who care, who is who always look into the distance of the End of the World? Gently open an old book, unconsciously wiping it on the page does not exist in the dust.Slowly read of that everlasting feelings, even if the exhaustion of ink, how can interpret this puzzle got through the ages.A bubble tea, the reflection cup is hair that has gradually whitened.Silent sigh, your sleeping actually sinking gradually eroded strong heart, your shadow crumbling in the wind. The north wind, you Yi Mei fluttering, indifferent and the shuttle.Also through my heart, my heart at this moment broken into jifen.Deep by the wind in this cold winter, buried in the hay cold water. I ask, when to stop biting north wind?Hate, ruthless world.May our rivers, of all things lush Lakeshore condensate. Asked boundless melancholy will subside?Hate, Red tears.! May the mountain, colorful one hundred Fang actually. Ask, can nearly forever?Hate, dead yo.Three Wishes old, stay together of reincarnation. Afraid to make inquiries heart, not your years will be like.Heart too much care, dip Love, mixing the fleeting.Lean on a railing standing, eyes end, vaguely past years.All the fortune and misfortune of the Red purple street, wandering like leaves short life. Walk north to bring heart, long hair and leaves dancing in the wind.Su string sound, somewhere who played vanish?Woods leaves light spin, but also in the interpretation of those who broke our hearts love War? Night, cover up my Red lofty, and slowly my thoughts, buried.Part VI: deciduous approached the roadside grove, I heard “Falling” sound.Looking around, I was shocked, it is simply a golden sea.Breeze, the leaves gently fluttering, as if singing a beautiful song Autumn.I looked up and saw a leaf falling down, like dancing butterflies, falls on the earth mother’s arms, and hugged soil. I bent down and picked up a small palm leaves, on the palm and slowly appreciate it.Middle leaves, there is the slightest hint of green, and the leaves on the edge, is already a golden yellow.Turn it upside down, you can clearly see its veins, like the general lines of our palms.Hand touch, there is a feeling of Ice cool.Then smell a fragrance smelling mud refreshing ·. So beautiful leaves.When it left the tree, about to lose life, I can not help but feel sorry for it.But because the leaves do not lose their lives, the loss of green and lost.It reminds me of a poem: “Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Enriching the soil more quadrangle.”It leaves contribution to impending loss of their own lives Shihai negligible strength, grow more lush foliage nourishment for the preparation of next year’s spring. How tenacious leaves, how touching Autumn ah! Part Seven: drop Ye Chenguang, the mottled shadows of the trees sprinkled on me, under this tree I enjoy the wonderful sunshine, blooming Weibi eyes slightly when it is found, there are a few slices of dead leaves on the ground, left in tree of the body, or reluctantly, or Gan Chun Ni, helpless in their prime or young, can enjoy the early morning views are not many people, but the morning King is the best witness of young people, because they are lazy and escape while and the beauty of this pass is a pity.Suddenly I heard someone say: You are two or three o’clock in the morning the sun.I do not know this man is in satire?Or in praise of it?I did not understand, do not want nothing. About six o’clock, I got up and left the room, there are already a lot of people on the streets, the most common way to older people, they wander in the streets, more of a small park in the exercise or stretching, or jumping rope , or sword.Watching them sparkle exercise, I seem to see the rapid progress of time, the time their hair dyed white, but not white dyed their lives sinking of infinite love and fear, they do the final race with time.I have been thinking, as long as people cherish, the time can be captivated.But recently hospitalized old uncle made me understand that time is sometimes because people do not cherish it so that people at ease. Old uncle’s body has always been very good, he can be regarded as a different kind of life on the road in the color of the characters in his later years more attention to the protection of his body, regular exercise, travel in, but God still joke with him.Old uncle a few days ago in the morning on the toilet, but fell unconscious to the ground, causing cerebral hemorrhage, has more than 10 days still under emergency treatment, fortunately the lives already hold.When the ward to visit old uncle, I saw that once proudly, courage of people, now lying helpless wards, for all the world knew nothing, my mind went blank, I could not help choking up.Mind vaguely emerge out of the scene I had with the old slapstick childhood, how kind he was then, but now I never see him smile, and he can see it is in torment body and a race against time!In the past every time I see the old uncle, his face always inadvertently emerge out of a sense of confidence, this confidence is also his best weapon you can hold in the community, and now the old man on his deathbed, although no consciousness, but I believe his heart strong sense of self-confidence would take him out of this difficult period. When out of the hospital, I can not help but think of the once tall old man, but now the figure in the ward gradually raised the hearts of thin inexplicable inexplicable sadness.People may be able to use a lot of ways to make your body strong, but still can not see in a moment the fate of tease.No one can say that the old uncle of poor health, but he still admitted to the hospital, which is what we can not escape the reality of life and.Chuang Tzu’s free and easy and can be the same person but there are a few do?But at least I understand, it is the old uncle insisted reluctantly leaves.No matter what stage of life is precious, and should not be underestimated anyone give up easily, the people around are waiting for your smile, the people around are waiting for your strong, old uncle can pray a speedy recovery, but also We hope that all people can pay attention to their own health, worldly fame and fortune than life and what of it?There are people who commit suicide, sometimes life is not entirely his own, but all the surrounding loved ones, or social, we can not be too selfish, to always know how to cherish life! My mind will gradually pull back to reality, to continue to walk in the street, near a tree when the time came involuntarily stopped, I saw it leaves the body under, I bypassed position leaves, stare at after the withered leaves litter the way, I think they are not willing to turn into the kind of deciduous Chunni?In modern society, people are accustomed to obtain a copy of Mother Nature, too few people can know how to return mother nature, should say that this is a topic far not suffer the people’s livelihood, then we may wish to change a point of view, our society and people between people can help each other have geometry?When the pecuniary interests blinded people’s eyes, the leaves fall the moment will not be Chunni? Can not help but think about the recent insider Mei-US events after another, dazzling, some feel irrelevant, it is also too Kwong-ho, the Lushan!But one thing is clear, and that is the Red Cross exactly what became the leaves?Everyone in this community tree leaves, everyone has an obligation to do their best to help others, everyone should pay their own love to go to this wonderful community and do something.Of course, I saw, I saw countless Falling leaves and falling over social Fengyun trees, still in the air occasionally turn a few laps, and then down to the ground.But I can see only these, I do not know these caring leaves, as these leaves Enriching the soil in general what is a timely help for people who need help?Or the possession of certain people had for himself?Once I saw a Hong Kong businessman personally donated the property to the disaster areas, I was still thinking about the businessman is not afraid of danger?After all, the piece is still the earthquake.Later I came to understand, that he would rather risk their property can do so that their usefulness to the real, do not want some people to be the easy way misappropriated.I think money is nothing, but the people of the affected areas if not more possessions and then trampled on how many creatures suffer for it that businessmen?Our country is sad, sub-agencies of our international institutions is also sad, from our human nature has not changed, and perhaps changed from numbness to selfish, selfish or numbness plus.The other, we can say what? The Red Cross since a few years ago would have been caught in the whirlpool reputation in the fall, until Mei-US it again into the cusp, I do not know how much good it will make people frustrated again.I only know what I see is people angry and said: We will never donate a penny, not by the Red Cross, we would rather own mailing.Someone once said: China’s restraint system can only be good and bad, but not bound by the villain, the good people will eventually become a villain.Maybe, true faith in this social moment of cultural fault they had vanished.In this kind of leaves will decay gradually less up, this is not a view that we want to see it?I looked around deciduous leaves, they voted to go deep respect!They have no aura, but they are cuter than a lot of people the moment, respectable! Looked at a few fallen leaves and slowly falling, I can not help but envy their happiness, some people will say: you gloat it!No, it is not gloat, at least I can see that they can enjoy equal treatment of their mother trees; at least I can see that they can healthy competition into the sunshine; at least I can see the happy day of their work will not be too many dark invasion factors; at least I can understand they let a tree grow to towering trees, this is the humble life that they can play their trees in their mother’s biggest institutional role!Of course, they will do nothing that is short life, but among this short, in this helpless among them is it not the luckiest?In contrast Fengyun tree leaves us no alternative but it will be? Our infant from the moment of birth, and then life goes out into the light of grave circumstances, we can hear a lot, such as “people-oriented”, such as “governing for the people”, such as “do practical things for the people who” sort of sound , one after another, but just as the summer muffled thunder, the sound never refused to be too small, but still have not seen rain fall, one can only look up, at right angles to the neck becomes stiff, people began to curse, curse when tired , and then sit down and rest a helpless.They have never forgotten work, whether for their own lives to protect or whatever, the fact that they do make their own efforts to the prosperity of this country, but they have never seen, “free medical care, free medical, free education.” social security.So vested interests who say: let you make leaves you not happy about it?The tree is so big, how can I have taken care of each leaf?Otherwise supposed to root?Branches supposed?Group leaves nothing to fart what chaos chatter?How can we have such a big tree so many financial resources to engage in free?free?free?The net is a group of lazy guy!Having sped away.Of course, this is not the quality of vested interests, there are qualities will say: Yeah country is not easy, not very recent boom, hoping nationals were able to understand, we must serve the people!People listened to all nodded, got at least appease, so what happened next? So we see the leaves of this tree, his mother trees enjoy reaching out to other trees, forthright shuffled around several hundred billion dollars of funds to other trees, but their leaves in requirements for more than one hundred billion yuan engage in “free medical care” when the tree was the mother refused, she amiable said: in accordance with our tree force, we do not have this capability!Thank you! I suddenly found our tree leaves are falling one after another, finally leaving only a bare tree, do not know what will be waiting for it?Anyway, I know, even the leaves fall will still be a tree, mud, but this tree if you do not know how to cherish their leaves, then it can only ever be the lonely tree, waiting for death draws near. Part VIII: Liangqiu leaves is a light into the silence of the woods, listening to the birds is meditation Xinyu.Had quietly witnessed the leaves floated down from the sky, but unable to restore, desolate cold, in the end still bleak.Occasionally, there are a large group of homing birds, though already tired do not want to fly, but do not give up easily.They have witnessed a poignant story. It leaves a girl, clear eyes did a little impurities, there is only good and pure.She had blindly believe that there is only loneliness, but that there were no evil.One day, thunder, lightning pierced the dark sky, leaves flower is actually a wizard, she has no parents, the parents had gone to heaven.A bird dangling from an amber hurriedly rushed, wet wings, it fell from the sky, the girl hurriedly caught it, looked at it fondly bloody wings, blood flows into the amber, and its financial as a whole, has become a blood amber, it seems to be bloodthirsty.He cared for the birds recover quickly, and the birds reluctant to leave her, he stayed, deciduous understand birds, they became good friends, play together, and the birds but forget that he is the guardian of blood amber, bear extremely difficult task. This is a late autumn, the leaves fall, flowers scattered, the lonely.As for the spirit of her flower elves spend aura, she survived, she spent grateful spirit, inseparable with the birds see it, I do not know the bird blood amber body, and my heart went to the curious.I do not know but it brought disaster to himself.It was a beautiful fairy land, open pink flowers everywhere, in their fight fight Yan Yan, style show, one thousand one hundred Dai-funded, extremely sexy, beautiful radiance, because they Xian Qi Ling took a dip, all of them flowers are good.But when the birds came everything changed, blood amber sucked spiritual aura of flowers, spiritual flowers wither, soon wiped out,.Four weeks become stagnant from the vibrant, original fight those fighting Yan Yan flowers no longer exists.Deciduous increasingly haggard, slowly withered, the birds suddenly remembered his mission, the mission that unfriendly, collect blood support blood amber, amber blood protection. It asks you hate it leaves, the leaves shook his head, his face was already Ewha rain, although deciduous believe it, but we can only have long hated bird will only bring disaster.It brings misfortune is that it destroys peace, it brings blood amber, it also gave the leaves of friendship, like a puppet with a flower, it served as a sin.As a result, the birds decided to repay Yongming, it chisel broken amber, dragged his exhausted body to met with leaves, it said something the next life we are still good friends, oh, vanished.Everything back to life, and only leaves constantly crying, she lost friends, once faced with loneliness, no longer with her, so she really turned into leaves, wandering and fell in the fall, and occasionally a bird Diao since a leaf, there is a bright tear on leaves. This is the story leaves, poignant chapter nine: the leaves under the setting sun, the earth dim, break the shackles of fate, the wind lightly, covered with golden dancing.Smart so free, so a sense of heaven and earth, as if many vicissitudes, after Cast Away relieved ecstasy cry to all chasing the dream of courage before the end of life was Hongxia sky dance, dance was magnificent, the sting out of that dance Spotless mind. Rain moistening, said her fascination with the sky or sun, blue sky,, yearning to journey from earth to heaven in.Sway in the wind and rain, struggling in the cold at night, only for beautiful rendering of life’s most pure green in the summer.In fact, she is worried about the deepest depths of the big love.How many times she struggled, how many times she broke free, but somewhere she was destined to plod, is destined to go the distance, her future is bound to be a pure green to that pursuit, how many times she was tired under the hot sun, how many times she wept in the night.But when the morning sun lit the horizon like when she is destined to breathe again, to rebuild their lives and continue to grow. Breeze whisk month, or say she nostalgia than the pursuit of the wind to the stars, day after day, year after year standing on the highest point of life, timeless look that stars, better than the wind is blowing, used to look at the world one hundred state personnel changes.As everyone knows, in fact, she is the most beautiful longing lightly in the wind, how many times her stubborn wind just hold hands, how many times she thought the wind was still, be quiet and pale world proclaimed the departure of the wind.When micro Fengzaiqishi, she has to trek higher in the sky away. Summer romance, or say it is the most beautiful season, that clear blue sky, that brilliant sky, the stars she is blooming stage, all life is impressed by her pure, crystal green.As everyone knows, each star starry night sky she only endless wandering alone.Drops of crystal tears with her care went returning to the earth, to bring deepest thoughts at night. Autumn wind blows, crystal tears shed glistening green and covered with a gaunt golden. Under the setting sun, the earth dim, cold wind blows, break the shackles of fate, life dancing melody, as free Smart, kind of sense of heaven.At the moment, unprecedented joy she covered with golden strewn horizon, covered with earth.At the moment, between heaven and earth to be performing with a brilliant interpretation of the dance of life.At the moment, all the care deduction has become a beautiful soul sting. Who said: withered leaves, it is to retain the pursuit of the wind or the tree not enough.I says: in fact, way back leaf. The voyage is homing, wandering to the homecoming, longing for the newspaper three spring-hui row as one think, love to be loved, as the leaves return to their roots.As the saying goes mad, fed up with day after day of the trek, pondering a bird’s-eye view of high year after year, has experienced ups and downs make fun of, touch the warmth of the earth.One day life has come to an end, the final exhaustion of life color hesitate journey home, the warmth of home.Now run around the fatigue life at the moment is another freshman.