It's sunny on Saturday morning. The sun father-in-law blocked the cold in winter with his warm body.
I went to Yangfushan park with my father. I saw the red maple leaf that was particularly striking. At this time, I think of my teacher's homework - picking up fallen leaves. My father and I walked in the park for a long time, and we didn't see a leaf fall from the tree. Dad kicked at the tree. It was a crash. Many leaves came down from the tree.
Those leaves are like butterflies flying in the wind. I chose the most perfect leaf on the grass. It's like a fan. It's yellow. I want to collect it and use it as a bookmark. I smell it. It's a little fragrant. I feel the sound of "Hua Hua". Under the sun, the leaves are bright. It's so beautiful.
At home in the evening, I found that the leaf had turned dark yellow. Maybe it left the mother tree, very sad!