Another countless days just passed, and again it was fall.

Last week, while I was sitting in the school lobby, I was thinking about when the sun would turn its face to the Southern Hemisphere. The September sunlight was more aggressive than June. Vancouver’s fall was no different from spring, the same grass and rose. The past few weeks were often breezy. The five o’clock sunlight penetrated the clouds and spilled on the maples. In the air, many golden dots were glowing and dancing, and some leaves fell off occasionally. It was indeed an enjoyable season. Even though the rainy season just started recent days, they didn’t affected life much except the pale sky and annoying wind.

Such a romantic scene of rain and sun could not be expected.