The thoughts of falling leaves are known only to the wind.

The beauty of autumn spreads across every corner of Nanda.

All it takes is slowing down the pace you ran for summer,

and you will discover the gentle warmth of autumn

quietly healing all fatigue and worries.

Collect Autumn, Record Beauty

Year after year, the ginkgo trees on campus shed their leaves and grow anew.

Leaves turn yellow, then green, then yellow again.

Nanda, day after day, explores

the path of “returning leaves to their roots” for waste.

When technology meets autumn,

when the philosophy of a circular economy meets the wisdom of nature,

the story here is only just beginning.

Ginkgo trees know best how to interpret time.

From midsummer to late autumn,

their mission is to slowly transform a whole season of sunlight

into the gradient colors on their leaves.

In the afternoon, sunlight filters through the now sparse ginkgo leaves,

casting swaying, circular patches of light on the ground.

If you look up, you will see the light itself,

passing through the branches, forming beams,

in which countless tiny dust particles dance,

as if a slowly spinning galaxy exists within.

The wind is the only bell ringer.

When it doesn’t come, leaves cling tightly to the branches,

and the campus is a still painting.

When it comes, the world awakens:

thousands upon thousands of leaves rub and collide,

creating dry yet warm sounds.

Treasure the Autumn Colors, Engrave the Time

Outside the window, another gust of autumn wind blows, and ginkgo leaves flutter down.

Nanda’s story of organic solid waste valorization continues,

about transformation, circulation, and rebirth.

Waste will ultimately become a useful resource.

Just like autumn, which seems like an ending,

but in fact carries the beginning of new life.

In falling leaves, we see cycles; in endings, we see beginnings.

In every technological breakthrough,

we see a greener, more sustainable future.

Nature decomposes gracefully,

without the roar of machines,

only time participating in the process.

Leaves become part of the soil,

nourishing new leaves the following year.

As autumn deepens,

autumn at Nanda is not a grand spectacle,

but a series of subtle changes.

Thoughts on circulation and transformation

gain new metaphors in the turning of the season.

Embrace autumn, cherish Nanda’s memories.

This is autumn at Nanda:

quietly happening, profoundly connected.

In every vein of each leaf,

small verses about a sustainable future are written.