This reminded me of a foreign film I saw once in a video store I lived near. It had to do with life and love in terms of changing seasons with strong Buddhist overtones. I cannot, for the life of me, remember what it was called though.

Of course, Persephone also comes to mind, but that's just because I'm so heavily steeped in classics this semester. :)

I've always tended to be most passionate in autumn. The bittersweet tone invigorates me, often giving me a somewhat giddy "final flight of the phoenix" feeling.