When the wind rises, so does the worry; when the wind falls, the worry has nowhere to stop. Unknowingly, autumn is coming gently. The green eyes full of summer turned into a nostalgic yellow, and those golden leaves slowly fell in a heartbreaking manner. The flowers in full bloom in summer closed their eyes one after another, falling asleep, falling, fading, blooming, and filling the sky with flowers. In front of the window, Bing'er stood for a long time, staring into the distance with her eyes. Gently open the small window, the night breeze blows on your face, touch it lightly with your fingers, and feel the drops like water. A few bright spots on the sky were flickering, and I seemed to be looking through the endless sky to see the stars changing and the vast universe changing in an instant - at first glance, it seemed like an infinite eternity.
