The sycamore leaves outside the window are dancing in the autumn wind, and the leaves are rustling in the autumn wind. The sycamore leaves on the ground are covered with the road, and the golden sycamore leaves are lying lonely on the asphalt road. The autumn wind blowing from time to time brings waves of sycamore leaves fluttering in the wind, mixed with the fragrance of the grass after the rain.
People say that autumn has arrived when the sycamore leaves fall.
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