In the bright slanting sunlight of the afternoon, a festivity of blazing colors is continuing silently as if to try to withstand the inevitable coming of desolate wintry scenes.
Knowing that their time of falling will come soon in this fast-passing season, the gold and crimson leaves keep gaining the fiery colors of the setting sun in front of the solemn Sangedatsumon (Three Gates of Liberation) of the old temple.
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