The autumn breeze arrived gently on its appointed time, and Dalian Maple Leaf College of Technology unfolded two stretches of tender moments in the clear autumn days. The sky turned lucid and vast, soft sunlight spilling across the campus, as every tree and blade of grass slowly changed into autumn's palette. The two campuses each grew their own distinct autumn poetry, quietly awaiting students to pause and feel it.

Autumn at the Daheishi Campus carries an aura of distant serenity. Morning mist drifts lightly over the campus; old trees stretch out their branches, their leaves blushing in shades of warm yellow, light and deep. The autumn wind sweeps through the woods, fallen leaves drifting slowly onto the paths, and underfoot a fine rustling sound arises. Benches stand still beneath the trees, sunlight filtering through the branches and casting dappled shadows; students pass by at an easy pace, now and then looking up toward the vast distant view, emptying their thoughts amid the greenery and light.

Autumn at the Qidingshan Campus is bright and open, brimming with youthful vitality. The autumn sun spills over the new buildings, and the trees are edged with pale gold. After class, students walk among the teaching buildings, their steps unhurried and spirited. Beside the open sports field, the autumn wind brushes the treetops, fallen leaves accompanying the laughter of the young; looking up, one sees the vast horizon, adding a layer of gentle poetry to the brand-new campus.

Autumn is never an ending, but a settling and a gathering. The two campuses bathe together in the same autumn light; the autumn wind holds expectation, and the fallen leaves carry ideals. Maple Leaf students seek and inquire among the pages of books, take root and build strength in the autumn days, blending the fervor of youth into every stretch of their learning. May every young person live up to the clear and bright season, carry their love forward on the road ahead, settle and refine themselves in this gentle autumn, guard the love in their hearts, and step by step, quietly await the blossoms of days to come.