Catching a moment of Fall

Trees are changing their clothes as yellow and red. I grew up in a small town that is in the west coast of South Korea. Now my memory goes there quickly and drives me to be with friends, playing on the mountain and in the sea. Everything was my toy. There was a very small mountain which was big enough for us to play. On that mountain, there was a small cave. I used this to hide myself from the world. When I was an elementary student, I had to watch over fields to prevent sparrows from eating up rice. I mostly spent on lying on back and looking at the blue sky, imagining floating all over the world, instead of watching sparrows :-). The experiences that I had in my home town are my good friends whenever I am feeling alone. Coming back to now and here, part of the bike road is blanketed with pine tree leaves, yellow. I smell those. These remind me of my childhood at hometown.