The rain was on the trail all night and stopped
at dawn. Last year, as it is now, in the late autumn of rainy, four friends
gathered at a friend's house. This time there are five. Three friends who did not come last year
joined, and the two friends who were with us last year fell out.
The generous dinner table prepared by an
invited friend lost the warmth of waiting for us for a long time. I drank
alcohol while looking down at the river in the red glow. I was soaked with relaxation.
The next morning, I drank coffee while I watched the glittering white sailboat,
which was exposed through the water fog. I
wanted to stop the time and go back to my romantic college days.
The hills that show off the brilliant colors looking
down from the apple fields on the above hill have glowed a more aggressive
light. It seemed to resemble us in the twilight, as it radiates the last before
falling leaves, I lost a word to say.
Pick up the apples that fell under the apple
tree and rub it in clothes to take a bite. Sweet water wets the mouth. The
excitement of spending a few days at a friend's house was enough to wash away
the fatigue.
Just as the colors of the earth are different,
five of our friends who walk through apple fields are different from each other.
The personality, how to live, and the values to pursue are different, but
they acknowledge each other's differences and do well together.
If fall foliage is only one color, can we
really feel atmosphere of autumn with its dry taste? As the mountains are lit
up with the fall
foliage color are different just our friends are also different, so our
twilight is more colorful.
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