Autumn stories always feel a little deep and bleak. Maybe it's the autumn breeze, maybe it's the leaves falling yellow, maybe it's the depression after autumn, maybe it's the tracelessness after the migration of migratory birds, maybe

Autumn stories always feel a little deep and bleak. Maybe it's the autumn breeze, maybe it's the leaves falling yellow, maybe it's the depression after autumn, maybe it's the tracelessness after the migration of migratory birds, maybe it's the coming harsh winter night... Time is always relentless and unrelenting. People who remain in the world are reluctant, like to remember the past, feel nostalgic for the past, unwilling to move forward, afraid of all the unknown. Or, the courage to explore is more valuable.

#How beautiful is autumn in the lens#

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