It's that most beautiful time again at this park in Wuhan

I think autumn is the most beautiful season at Liberation Park. Walking into the park from Liberation Park Road, the first thing to greet you is a row of tall plane trees. Their leaves are dyed in deep and light caramel colors. When the wind blows, a few leaves twirl down, making a soft rustling sound on the asphalt road, like the gentle whisper of autumn. Following the path deeper inside, a colorful autumn painting slowly unfolds. The ginkgo trees hold up their golden leaves, burning with the last brilliance under the gray-blue sky; the dawn redwoods stand solemnly, their rust-red branches like sharpened pencils pointing to the sky; and the unknown mixed trees are the liveliest, with dark purple, orange-yellow, and reddish-brown interwoven, forming a thick velvet carpet full of warmth. Be sure to visit Goose Pond. The water is a clear green, perfectly reflecting the autumn colors on the shore, creating an inverted and dreamy world. A few white geese leisurely swim, their red feet stirring ripples, breaking and smoothing the picture in the water. Elderly people sit on benches by the pond, squinting at the pool of light and shadow, becoming part of the scenery themselves. The deeper part of the park is even more tranquil. Fallen leaves form a fluffy carpet that rustles underfoot. Sunlight filters through the sparse branches, turning into faint beams illuminating the floating dust in the air. Here, the city's noise is filtered layer by layer, leaving only boundless peace and clarity. This is autumn at Liberation Park—not ostentatious, but harmonizing the perfect colors and light to create a place where the soul can settle. When you leave carrying the crisp autumn air, you will surely feel that rare calmness and gentleness in this passionate city.