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The newly sprouted leaves of a cherry tree, the color of which is not yet completely red. In the crowd of many red leaves, the newly sprouted yellow leaf was quite noticeable. The red tree in the middle of the surrounding greenery has been standing with a cover of strange beauty for a long time.
The old leaves fall off, but the tree still stands on its own. People forget the pain of losing with time, a tree is sniffed there. So all the leaves of the tree celebrate the arrival of a new leaf. All the leaves float to the beat of the song of the wind, the new leaf also joins the joyous festival. This new member is named Aurora.
And that's probably the beginning of a story ............. Aurora grows over time. Make friends with all the other leaves. Friendship with the wind is first and foremost. The wind blows once a day and all the leaves float with joy. Sometimes the wind blows silently and only Aurora listens to the song.
A variety of colorful birds come and go every morning, and for some strange reason, the aurora becomes more friendly with them. Maybe the aura of the bird suddenly increases with the pull of the aurora. The days were going very well in Aurora. The wind, the birds, the other leaves of the trees, the sweet sunshine of the afternoon all love the aurora.
As the day progresses, the color of the skin becomes more red. When the sweet sunshine of the afternoon comes and touches the tree, every leaf becomes alive anew, the color of each leaf becomes brighter. It is at this time that a little bit of heavenly beauty is created on earth.
Once upon a time winter came according to the laws of nature. The leaves are in danger of falling off. The wind lowers his anagona. And when he comes, he doesn't sing like before. The wind now comes to warn. He is most worried about his dear friend Aurora. He has to keep his best friend at bay anyway.
Birds also regularly come and warn the aurora, sometimes trying unsuccessfully to keep them afloat with their wings. Everyone seems to have fallen in love with Aurora. The other leaves of the tree are busy with themselves.
They don't have time to warn Aurora. Despite so much care, it is not possible to hold Aurora. The aurora falls according to the inevitable laws of nature. The daily song of the wind stops with him. The daily anagona of the birds decreases.
Under the tree, along the path, in the crowd of many fallen leaves, there is the darkest red leaf, alone, all his dear friends behind the wind and behind the eyes of the birds. And that's probably the end of a story ............. Suddenly one day a pair of young women came that way.
On the way, the young man's eyes went to the dark red leaf that had faded under the tree. He picked it up very carefully. Then he handed it to his beloved man who was walking beside him. The young woman is very happy and then takes a book out of the bag and carefully puts the page in the fold of the page. Then the two of them started walking together again holding hands holding the lonely road.
From the folds of the book Aurora thinks maybe it's time to say goodbye to her favorite habitat, and maybe one day she won't meet the birds and one day she won't hear the song of the wind. Who is he going with? Where is he going? What are their names? Do they know the name Aurora? Aurora knows nothing.
All he can understand is that he is leaving his favorite place and going to an unknown destination, an unknown environment. And so maybe the story starts again .............
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