Scattered leaves are sometimes a harbinger of autumn. And sometimes they seem to express the persecution of the wind.
But if we consider the life of dried leaves. So we get lost in the many lessons of his life and in the pages of these lessons.
And from the opening of the leaves to their falling, their lives are adorned with beautiful accidents.
Our lives are also the abode of these leaves. If we live in love and harmony with each other, then there will be happiness and success in our life.
If a storm scatters us, we will not be able to stay in the flowing river.
We have to change ourselves as human beings. We have to play a role in the formation of such a society.
We have to create a society where hunger and thirst will be one.
Someone asked the dried leaf when you are separated from the green branch of the tree. So what are your feelings then, O leaves?
The leaf said, "As soon as I am separated from the tree, I go with the trunk of the tree and bury my dry body in the dust, with the hope that my withered existence will be of use to the trunk of the witness tree and make me breathless." Get some value.
The autumn season and the falling of leaves, the sight is a myth of love. There was the sound of falling leaves everywhere. I thought your color was the love of beauty.
He left us in the wilderness.
There is no shortage of treasures of lovers.
It's different colors, leaf curls, happiness everywhere.