Pale as ashes, the white maple leaves fell from the branches of the courtyard, danced with a damp cold wind, and flew lightly through the broken cross-shaped glazed stained windows into the mottled ancient temple.

After some wandering, the maple leaf finally fell gently on the young man's nose, and the tiny roots squirmed a few times as if they were alive, and the fluff became thicker, as if to burrow into the pores of the youth.

The young man who felt the itching of his nose casually removed the fallen leaves from his nose and made it from cold hard black birch

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