Fall Is A Little Brother To Winter

Without Fall, then There will not be any pretty Winter Simply because it is a little prelude To Winter with its fallen leaves, With its fast winds, With its running creeks and rivers, With its birds that are leaving for their destinations, With people's different clothes, With the sea's waves, and With everything that is attributed to it... Although it is short-lived, but It is greatly lovely With everything in it... It is almost calm if only compared to The other seasons... We wish it to be endless, but It is not... We all love it Greatly and dearly...