In November, I see leaves painted golden brown.They snip and snap like broken twigs when I step on them.Wind picks up and people get red puffy cheeks.In November, trees let go of their leaves knowing autumn is here十一月,樹葉被無形的手畫得五彩繽紛;掉在地上的枝杈在我的腳下吱呀作響;起風 [ ...閱讀全文 ]