Her hair was gently floating in the Mid-Autumn air. Her feet were grounded to the leave-filled floor. In front of her stood a man. Dressed with a tie and gentlemanly charm, he went down on one knee. And like any other romantic dream, he took out his little precious treasure box. “Will u marry me?” Her eyes glittered like the diamond on the ring. Water droplets like pearls slowly rolled down the brink of her eyes. Her heart felt warmed despite the howling strong winds that made even the trees shiver, blew against her. She reached out with one hand and whispered, “Yes.”
