When we met in the hospital, I thought there were no ginkgo leaves in winter, but it turns out that there are also trees with autumn colors in October.
From a space perspective, it is just right for two people.
"Will the leaves fall like snow?"
"Maple leaf or ginkgo leaf."
Looking at each other in silence, she just looked into his eyes and thought deeply.
One day again, it was the end of November, and the ginkgo leaves really fell.
Only then did Yu Xing realize that there was actually more than one yellow tree behind the glass door, but she couldn't name it.
(Lightning protection, be, and other unexpected stacking shields)
Intention: Falling snow
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Night and Elegant Dream