Please write a cover letter about autumn

When the leaves are yellow, the gentle breeze spills the season on the shoulders, when the cold roads shrink in the violet twilight, the sadness in the memory of the past The collection is on

The turtles are green and light but enough to see the existence of the sun. There will be nothing to relax with the feeling of going in the cold, on the long road to the two rows of trees and ears to hear the yellow leaves rustle at the foot. From time to time, the price of light petals blossomed the petals of the roadside daisies as silently praise for the beauty of this lightly scented flower. That is what I imagined and often seen in my dreams

By May, I grew up and college. The years are rolling in the lecture hall with countless exams. And after the exams are dreams - My dreams are always thick books with notes and chalk lines with luminous red pen.

And then I graduated, went to work, no longer haunted scores, but there is always something that I do not have much dreamed of falling for the fall dream. Even though I do not remember how much I like the season.

Blue, blue is blue but not as green as the way I talk. It is also very yellow but also very soft. The tree just replaced the new shirt, the yellow shirt with red flowers - look like the girls are eighteen and twenty. Beautiful to the extent that the wind does not stir, but just gently patting just enough to make the sound rustling and pleasant smell of light leaves throughout the space.

I do not know whether it is better here than autumn or my dream fall. But I sat for hours in the park for many days in a row to fall in autumn, fall and fall to hear the echo of autumn, the fragrance and the breath of autumn.