As the train whistles away, it brings the yellowness and bleakness of autumn in the vibration of the railway tacks.

From then on, we will be separated from each other; there's no knowing if we'll we ever meet again, as many interactions in life are a one-off occurrence.

Many people are still waving slowly, others are silently watching, and some are quite sad.

Through time, it becomes harder to part with accumulated friendships.

The twilight of the sunset shines on the falling leaves, with mottled light and shadows, interwoven with a sense of the passage of years.