I like , but it is too young. I like , but it is too . So I like best of all , because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little withand a premonition of . Its golden richness speaks not of theof spring, nor of theof summer, but of the mellowness and of approaching age. It knows the limitations ofand is . From aof those limitations and its richness ofemerges a symphony of colours, richer than all, its green speaking of life and , its orange speaking of golden content and its purple of resignation and death.

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