Dalian autumn in the park.

I came to do some errands near the children's park today. When I turned around, I was attracted by the golden trees. I originally thought I missed this autumn, I didn’t expect that now is just the beginning. The golden ginkgo leaves hang on the branches, Sitting on a bench under the tree, Just like this, quietly dazed, There is an occasional breeze, Blowing down a few leaves, Look up to the sky, The sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, As the branches and leaves swayed like little bits of broken silver, The autumn of gold and silver, I really wish time could stop at this moment.