The autumn breeze is refre
The autumn breeze is refreshing in the middle of the ninth month
The waning moon and clouds block the heartbreak
The pleasant people don’t know what is in their hearts
The world is shining brightly.
Ten fingers caress your portrait
In September, my clothes are full of tears
I have grown old with the wind
There is no life or death Regretfully waiting for you
Standing and looking from afar day by day
Immediately your shadow will come into my eyes
Being happy with you will never hurt me