Autumn is here, the leaves are falling down one after another, and the leaves like to watch the leaves falling down. Ye Zi thought: I am like these fallen leaves. When they fall to the ground, no one will pay attention to them. She thought again: She is not as good as these fallen leaves. When the fallen leaves fall, someone sweeps them away, but where is she? Maybe he died on the street and no one cared about him. No, if someone asks, people will definitely say, how much does this affect the appearance of the city? "Hahaha..." Thinking of this, Ye Zi looked up to the sky and laughed.
The leaves were sick, and in the haze she saw an angel. She said to the angel: Little angel, take me away, I do not belong to this world.
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