That was a sunny day，so perfect dusk. It's surprising that the park had become a exactly different scene, I haven't come here for too long time. The road was covered with fallen leaves, they weren't the maple leaves, some one told me they were 梧桐叶. Yes, there is also a 梧桐树 in my hometown. The flowers and grass on sides of the road disappeared, it seemed to be happening all of a sudden, before I came into the park.
I was running on the fallen leaves, the wind couldn't move the leaves. There's no one but me, the park was very quite, a little lonely, a bit bleak. Yes, that is what's l like, it's what I am looking for. I'm the one like this. It is so cold. This road, full of my memories, maybe can take me to another place if you can, then I won't be myself, I will become a good person who I want to be. There was a tree with only 7 leaves left, it's an art, though it was just my opinion.
Today's a sunny day, too. The dusk is more beautiful. I admit that I become lazier and lazier, as I get older. I used to blame someone for doing things without thinking. Now I always don't want to do anything. Am I thinking？