1, the departure of leaves is not the pursuit of the wind, nor the retention of trees, but the arrangement of fate and natural selection; What should come will always come, and what should go will always go. Sometimes leaving doesn't mean ending, but-another kind of beginning.

The wind caresses the leaves the deepest, but the leaves can't keep the footsteps of the wind. Every persistence comes from paying too much, and every departure comes from uncertainty. It's hard to say whether it's ruthless or affectionate. When the moss is stained with frost, the face is engraved with vicissitudes. In retrospect, what did we miss? In memory, what is imprinted in our hearts?

3. The departure of leaves is not the pursuit of the wind, nor the retention of trees, but another beautiful beginning of leaves. You see, the green leaves are a beautiful picture.

4. Leaves are flightless wings, wings are leaves falling in the sky, and many people have left.

5. In life, everyone can only walk with you for a certain distance, and sooner or later they will be separated; The departure of the leaves is the pursuit of the phoenix, or the tree does not stay. Leaves fall to the roots, and where will people go?