A paragraph of beautiful prose

Autumn was a season that made people feel calm. When the leaves began to turn red, yellow, and orange, the entire world seemed to be filled with a beauty called color. Standing under the tree and feeling the late autumn breeze, it was as if all her troubles had been blown away. Only the golden leaves were left swaying gently in the breeze as if telling their story. At this time, you will feel a deep sense of peace. It was as if the whole world had stopped around you, and only you and the leaves were enjoying this quiet moment. You will find that in this quiet moment, you become so light, as if you can fly anywhere. You will feel a sense of peace and tranquility in the depths of your heart, a feeling that cannot be described with words. Autumn was a season that calmed one's soul. When the leaves turned golden, the whole world seemed to become more beautiful.