"Autumn, My Silent Favorite"
In autumn, the sound of a falling leaf is deafening. Because with it, a year falls.


Autumn has always been my favorite season, perhaps its silence speaks so deeply to me.
A falling leaf may seem quiet, yet to my heart it feels deafening—as if a whole year drifts away with it.
The golden leaves and soft light remind me that time never waits, but even in farewells, there is beauty and the quiet promise of a new beginning.

In autumn, the sound of a falling leaf is deafening. Because with it, a year falls.



Autumn has always been my favorite season, perhaps its silence speaks so deeply to me.
A falling leaf may seem quiet, yet to my heart it feels deafening—as if a whole year drifts away with it.
The golden leaves and soft light remind me that time never waits, but even in farewells, there is beauty and the quiet promise of a new beginning.
