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The cool autumn wind picked up the dead leaves scattered all over the floor, then let them go and let them turn.

Make a broken disc and fall down in despair. The trembling dead leaves on the branches will never be overcome by the wind.

The temptation to break away from my mother's hand and throw myself into the embrace of the earth. Those who leave will never come back.

Let's leave now.

A person was walking quietly on an already depressed path when he suddenly heard a string of clear voice coming from his ear.

Laughter, turned his head and looked at the pond chasing frolicking figure, the sunset spilled over.

Hui Hui coated them with a warm orange, just like a yellow photo. ...

We used to run and laugh like that in geometry class. You said you would take me anywhere.

A mountain, exploring a cave; You said you would take me to catch fish by the stream and take me boating.

; You said you would watch the sunrise and sunset with me. You said ... I remember everything you said, but you

But I won't appear again, I won't hold my hand again, I will smile gently.

I still remember that day, the little light shed by the sun could not drive away a chill. Good morning.

Come to my house early, hold my hand and say mysteriously, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

. "Curiosity was aroused, but I didn't find that your cold hands were no longer warm.

You dragged me to run and laugh on the field path, and the wind shuttled between your flying hair.

The gurgling sound of running water, grotesque pebbles and fish under the clear stream.

Walking leisurely between stones, the rattan falling from the mountainside is like a green waterfall.

Occasionally, a clear bird song or two came from the valley. You smiled and said to me, "What?

Kind and beautiful? "In the sunshine, you have a warm smile on your face, and the wind raises your hair.

Silk, your skirt horn, will give me the illusion that you will go with the wind the next moment. heart

Suddenly a tight.

On that day, we stayed in that valley for a long time, and you held my hand tightly in the mountains.

Shuttling through the valley, we climbed trees to see the newborn birds and ran to the stream to catch small fish. Now,

Looking for crickets in the grass ... when the sun sets slowly and only half of your face is exposed, you

Suddenly he said excitedly, "Look, what a beautiful sunset. We will come here tomorrow to watch the sunset. "

OK or not? "I am also happy to nod and say yes, but you didn't let me find it in the afterglow.

Your pale face.

That night, I overheard my mother say that you were ill. It's so serious that you have to.

I left here at once. After I heard it, I hurried after it. You often drag me there.

On the way to running, all I saw was the shadow of the car that had gone away.

As agreed, I came, and the sunset was really beautiful, so beautiful that I wanted to cry, but

But I can't, because you said you didn't like me crying. The silent valley echoed with our laughter.

As if it were yesterday. Occasionally, one or two birds fly in the blue sky, where it is white.

Are you smiling at me in the clouds? The wind glides through my fingertips, and you are pulling it.

Hold my hand?