A poem about creating your own mood, choose your own theme and make your own topic.

The end of the world is broken and the empty valley is quiet. The frosty night is heavier. Who cares?

The autumn waters are exhausted, and the moonlight shines on the green hills. I was depressed when I flew to the south several times.

Quietly ask heaven, the faint fragrance will eventually disappear. Where is home after the sea boils and the mountains dry up?

Like a butterfly, it is difficult to fly, and wisdom is sacrificed ahead. How many things have passed, and time has cooled in an instant.

Leaving is not what I want.

Kites fly with the wind.

I lost my dependence.

Is collapsing

Flowers leave the green leaves.

I lost my company.

Lonely and helpless

Fish out of water.

I lost everything.

at death's door

The wind said to the kite

Forgive me, I have no choice.

Because I am destined to wander all my life.

The green leaves say to the flowers

I'm sorry, I have to do this.

Because I can't escape death.

The water said to the fish

I have no choice but to leave you.

Because one day I will turn into steam and ascend to heaven.

until one day

Never see your smile again

I can't hear your nagging anymore.

Oh, I lost you.

be reluctant to part

You said to me gently

Give it up, my little princess

Leaving you is not what I want.

However, beautiful fairy tales will inevitably die out.

In autumn, I ...