Girl's Summer

Autumn, the leaves began to wind floated down, floated down in the embrace of Mother Earth. Watching the earth gradually growing deciduous, think of a story, and could not really share friends.   

The story is a little monks, the temple in the morning and cleaning up fallen leaves. Autumn occasion, the wind fallen leaves every day, every day they spend a lot of time cleaning End leaves, which is a headache when clasping. He has always wanted to find a way to let their lighter. 

One day, the old monk told him that a "good solution" : "The first swept past a tree shake shake, shake down together tomorrow's deciduous, so do not sweep the next day." Clasping think this is a good idea, therefore, the next morning, swept in before clasping first tree planted shakes, it was a lot of leaves fall gently down. Clasping put deciduous clean, I was thinking about tomorrow, it could not sweep the fallen leaves, a very happy day.  

However, the next day the lines were found, or the deciduous ground, as usual. Clasping hundred hard time, the old monk approaching, the newspaper said : "silly child, no matter how hard you today, tomorrow will never fallen leaves left today! "  

In fact, life did it not ah. We always worried about tomorrow, yesterday brooding, but forgot to settle down properly appreciate this very moment, now that we have all enjoyed.