The autumn sun is not overly enthusiastic like the summer sun, nor is it pretending to be like the winter sun. It is warm and easy-going, just right, shining brightly until the cold winter comes

The autumn sun is not overly enthusiastic like the summer sun, nor is it pretending to be like the winter sun. It is warm and easy-going, just right, shining brightly on the grass and trees, and when the cold winter comes, they will think of this warmth in their hearts, for sure.

Next to the grass, there are unknown flowers quietly blooming, silently spitting out fragrance. A few early bees flew around and brewed their sweet careers. Occasionally, a frog suddenly remembered something like a few shouts, and flew the mosquito wearing striped pants.

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