Mist

Frost

Thin and neat
Rising in the morning
Hanging on the trees
Sitting above the grass

Fresh and cold
Along the street
White as snow
Without flakes

照片是“forst”？

It should be frost. I've changed the title.
Somehow I like the word "mist", but it is not correct to describe the photo below it.
Thanks!

Leaves

From the brown you started
Waving and rising, higher and higher
Clapping and chatting, day and night
Towards the wonderful yellow and red
’till no more glories lie ahead
You return to the brown on a desolate night
You ... rest

Snow and cold weather

I came down in mood bright
Let children throw me around
I shall disappear the following night
See you all the next season white

Somehow, in vain my efforts
I cannot melt
A big broom sweeps me to mud aside
It's all your fault, you cold git