the story of 枫(maple)[this story is written from the perspective of the tree]
continued...

one night, the wind blew across the forest and reached the tree. the tree was suprised, as the season was already over, but the wind made an exception to stay behind. the tree knew that it was a difficult decision for the wind. it would have to mean certain sacrifices on her part.

the tree had only one thing left on that night, that was to make her as happy as possible. that was the only way the tree thot that will make the wind feel better abt the sacrifices she made.

that night, the wind continuously circled around the tree and they talked. knowing each other deeper and more. although everything seemed all better, there are still topics that they have to slowly work out or even to avoid.

but to the tree that night alone was a magical night, a night where he still wondered if it was a dream when he woke up the next morning.