Who is crying in the wind

The dark is not a cloud in the sky. Intermittent light rain sky flying.
You hear that, who is crying quietly in the autumn wind. So sad, so sad, listening to people Ganchangcunduan.
Is not that a yellow leaves, no direction, no interest-bearing to the wind and fall. I do not know will be going.
Is tall and straight tree lonely tree, removed his green autumn, autumn took away his love. Leaving him alone to face the winter. The face of a cold winter.
Falling down the sky is his tears. Lonely, cold, but also with a little despair.
Autumn does not understand his pain. Just ruthlessly blew the yellow leaves of a tree, which ever know which tree branches bright yellow leaves was green.
Once looked up to the passer, who is a shade.
It was his deep love of his life's energy.
When spring comes, the dead trees alone a winter last until the first wiping green. He was ecstatic to welcome touch of green. Love her in every possible way. Offer all kinds of favor.
Slowly he finally has a green tree, they are decorated with his original Kuse, he had filled the lonely, tell him to bring joy.
Which the tree is green, has helped him through many days and nights, for his shelter, and reflected him were extremely beautiful.
But when they Nanbannanshe, fall inexorably to a green that gradually turn yellow, the fresh life that has become withered.
Not forever, no eternity, just short of his love in the time of the Milky Way, is so insignificant, the most cruel leaves not green leaves, the most cruel is not the big tree with the leaves away, not long together for the car, which looked a little bit of green trees turn yellow, then looked at them in a felled down.
And he has to continue life alone, to face the winter alone, but also wipe the green in the coming year to meet the other, constantly repeated acquaintance, friend, lover, relative to off.
If you hear the wind sobbing slightly, it must be a tree lonely tree in the crying!


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