Each year trees grow higher and wider with the care of leaves that come in Spring, and leave in Autumn. At this very closing moment, the leaves release their last pulse of energy at the highest beauty: a sign of "good-bye". I can strongly feel the deep attachment expressed in this beautiful melody. There's no sorrow. The new leaves will be back as promised.
The fiery leaves claim the yearly maturity for the trees.
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