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Write an English composition about autumn weather in Guangzhou in about 50 words.

Autumn in Guangzhou, the same footsteps, I have no time to react, she has only a hazy figure and a regular figure dragging on the ground. That day, I felt autumn on the overpass. Guangzhou is an evergreen tree of the city because of the climate. Since I left home, I can no longer judge the seasons by leaves. I was walking on the bridge, listening to the phone saying that she was humming snow about students. They were sitting at the window watching the snow flying all over the sky in Sasa, and they lost their self-control with excitement. I think it snows really fast. When was the last time I saw snow? So soon, a year has passed? I looked up again and looked at the tree under the bridge carefully, trying to find the shadow of time from him. Small trees, leaves, covered with thick dust, I carefully wipe clean dust, unchanged dark green, not in my memory and I have been looking for, not red, I am not addicted to it. Time is not here, the season is not here. However, I still found the autumn in Guangzhou, on this day, at the moment when I was under the bridge. People come and go in a hurry. On the street, the falling car rolled up the dust all over the sky, and also wrapped up pieces of paper. The paper chased the tail of the car and floated freely in the air and in the wind, which made it feel desolate. Next to the bus stop, the beggar man is still in bed. I often see her. Always, she always rolls up her sleeves and trouser legs, and can see a pair of three-inch golden lotus that she has extinct today. Today, it is a little different. The feet of the three-inch golden lotus are gone, and her body is gone. A mess of broken cotton, the brown hair in the cotton can't be seen clearly, half hidden and half present. I'm not a fact. I really went to Guangzhou in autumn.

Once autumn comes, it seems that there is a chill everywhere. On the way back, I walked on a remote path and found that autumn seemed to have arrived. In the corner of the wall, I used to watch a few scattered bright flowers in the old days, but now I have removed the branches, and the withered flowers are lying alone under the tree, waiting for their own death. The next few thin trees, their leaves will hang in melancholy, and occasionally sway around in the wind. Shut the door all the year round on the right path and don't look at all this. Last autumn, was this correct? Is it? I tried to walk lightly through the quiet alley, in front of which was the dormitory area and the student canteen. From a distance, the same JALEO is like people coming and going in a hurry. Still exciting.