The Memory of Autumn

I truly love the time of a year when all trees are clothed in golden, red, brown and yellow, and also the ground itself is covered by dozens of colourful leaves. It's early morning, I'm commuting to school, sitting in a train's compartment, and the sun is just rising to turn all clouds to glowing rubies on the sea of blue sky. A white fog starts to melt and desappear under the powerful gold rays. That's such a beautiful and charming scenery!

It's a self-portrait.