Fallen leaves dance solo in the wind
Wen Xingyu. 
The cruelty of the cold wind.
Only the leaves can prove it.
The pain of separation of flesh and bones.
Make every leaf.
They all left crying.
A branch to be proud of.
The sky of fate.
Dyed in a colorful world.
Transition from green to golden.
Finally let go and entered the cold world.
Presenting an earth-shattering vigor.
Memories once burned with peach blossoms.
Complement each other. With butterflies.
Wherever you go. Shaded by blue skies.
Shelter you from the sun and rain.
Sprinkled through thousands of rivers and mountains.
Photosynthesis makes the planet greener.
It will be a natural oxygen bar that becomes a negative ion.
The world becomes a beautiful fairy tale.
Walk into the boulevard.
Watch the ups and downs of the world.
With the shelter of leaves.
The bird of love.
I'm also busy talking about love and singing.
Ye Zi knew that he was destined to be lonely.
You can only dance with the wind.
In the sky without a trace.
Draw a beautiful arc.
In this winter, it is enough to scoop out the crystal ice.
Leaves left motherly love.
Gradually, the sorrow is forgotten.
The cold wind is blowing. Floating around.
Everything seems to go with the flow.
There is no escape from the fate of the laws of nature.
However, Ye Zi did not give up.
Eventually feed back to the earth.
Life is like this.
As you walk, you slowly wither.
And some people will never leave this world.