Falling leaf, I hope you just withered and fell, but your heart is not dead, if your heart is still live, you will not sad. Please don’t cry!

Perhaps it is only the tree who doesn’t want you to stay with him, it is predestined by the fate, and the separation of you is doomed. And you should believe, you once had a good time, which is beautiful. At romantic nights in colorful summer, you shared moonlight, you shared sunset, you shared songs sang by insects...

I know, love is just like four seasons. Adversity is a cold winter, and than is an absent-minded spring, following it, is a hot summer with passions run high, but in the end, we will go into a different direction, as if we are tree and leaves. If it is the case, why I must sigh? Since we are doomed to separate, why I must in pursuit of forever? Please don’t forget me, who had remained in your strong arms. Just for my heart, can’t forget you who have given me warmth, happiness and the fresh green in my life. You taught me to grow, even if we can not be together.

Ah, do not ask me why I am so sad, and do not ask me why I don’t grant the treachery of you. No matter is connivance or nostalgia, both of them have no sense. Only the ending is the theorem, which can prove the past. So, I don’t complain, I just looked at you on the far, the man who is tall and great and firm, standing in the wind. Fortunately, I don’t see you again next year with the people you like, I did not stay, and for fear of you see the scissor cut my fragile body asunder. The last time I saw you standing in the horizon, at that moment, I feel you were far more than clouds.

Leaves, you don’t cry, your heart still live, then, I believe that you will be the gorgeous peony, which is open in full in the mountain far and high, keep in watching him persistent in the coming year.