The old leaves hang on until the new ones appear in spring.

But tonight there were no stars, and the leaves hung still.

At first there was a morning breeze, but then that died, and the leaves hung absolutely still.

Only, it's beautiful to look at - it has blue leaves and diamonds hanging everywhere.

There was no breeze, and the leaves about them hung motionless.

Everywhere the leaves hung still, disturbed by not a breath of breeze.

The leaves on the trees hung limp and still.

Three swords and some leaves hung in the air.

Now the leaves hang limply and there are no flowers or fruit.

The leaves hang over the running water of mountain streams, creeks, and small rivers.