An autumn landscape at sunset. Bare trees dominate the upper frame, their branches reaching across a golden sky. Below, vibrant green grass covers the ground, and a small stream winds through the scene, reflecting the warm light. A large tree trunk stands on the right, scarred where a branch was cut, but still alive with orange leaves clinging to its younger branches. This is how I see the world. The bare trees, what we notice most, seem dead, like today's civilization: governed by hatred, coldness, selfishness, rampant individualism. But at the base, the grass is green. Because at the base, there are wonderful people who often go unnoticed, yet they are the most important part of everything. And beyond: light and color, because life can give us far more than these bare "trees" show right now. And the trees themselves, if not rotten inside, will bloom again. I intentionally increased the saturation to create this contrast: to flood the scene with light.