Autumn is here, the most beautiful autumn leaves in the forest, but I feel a little uneasy.
"I have been here with my tree mother for a long time, but when can I find my own home?"
At this time, a gust of autumn wind blew, and the autumn leaves swayed gently. It suddenly thought: "Maybe I can go find my home! I want to know, where should the leaves go in autumn?"
Intention: Leaving is the only way to grow