I am not a sentimental female. I like autumn, it is a harvest season. The fruits are ripe, the flowers blossom. I enjoy all of these. But this fall, I didn’t feel good. When fall is coming I have a cold. This week I am all-overish. I like a dying old man have one foot in grave. Exactly I overstate. Buddha said the guys start to cultivate when they got sick. I just know human is fragile. When I sick I am not strong.