Autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Small pond outside the village, clear eyes staring at the beautiful sky. A pair of little white geese cocked their heads to appreciate their shadows in the water. The leaves of maple trees in the valley are as red as fire after drinking too much wine. The rice in front of the village and behind the village, bent down, silently waiting for people to harvest in the autumn wind. In mid-air, geese lined up in a "human" shape, singing happily, saying goodbye to people and slowly flying to the horizon. ...