My first maple viewing views from my own collected Canadian maples cards, upon which are always printed some written poems. Their both pictures and poems are so attractive and beautiful, letting me be easy to appreciate the profound beauty of Nature. And the fiery-red filiage are so full of inspiration for composing a colorful poem that I hence loved them and autumn . As those wind-blew-down red leaves, they are like red raindrops falling down on the ground, displaying a pretty poem with every leave as one word.