When I was walking along the forest path, many trees were stained with autumn colors and put on gorgeous dresses. Huang Cancan leaves are everywhere. Leaves are dancing on the branches, and a cool autumn wind is blowing. Some leaves are spinning in the air and come to the embrace of Mother Earth. Some fluttered in mid-air, swinging from side to side, and after a while, they reluctantly bid farewell to the tree mother-in-law; Some are reluctant to leave, holding the skirts of the tree mother-in-law and swinging back and forth in the air.

I picked up pieces of leaves, including ginkgo garden, maple leaf and camphor leaf ... The golden ginkgo garden is like a small and exquisite cattail fan and a delicate skirt. Maple leaves are shaped like your palm, but they are as big as the tail of a red goldfish. Its color is so red and bright that it reminds me of a poem in the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's "Mountain Walk": "Stop and sit and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers." The leaves of camphor tree are more interesting. On the same leaf, there are several colors. The colors on the leaves are roughly divided into three layers, the innermost layer is green, the middle layer is red, and the outermost layer is taupe. Put camphor tree leaves on your nose and smell them, and a fragrance will come to your nose. This unique fragrance is what bugs are most afraid of. The fragrance of camphor trees can prevent insects, which reminds me of the noble character of Grandma Soong Ching Ling. ...

When the leaves return to the roots, I will put them in the roots and turn them into fertilizer, so as to save enough nutrition for the new leaves in the coming year and moisten the trees.

I love autumn, and I love autumn leaves more.