Autumn, walking towards the depths
The little insect does not feel sad
In every corner of the forest
Still singing A happy ditty
Tireless
Dispersing the loneliness of the night
Perhaps the last party
The weather is getting cold< /p>
Or whispering in whispers
Or singing love songs
One after another
Speaking with emotion and emotion
Attachment to autumn
Pity and care for companions
Raindrops reveal the breath of winter
Tell the bugs
At this time
We should dry our wet worries
as soon as possible
To face the cruelty of winter
However, it was revealed Curtain
Even if there is no moonlight
A song and dance will be performed
On the eve of diving deep into the soil
Once again
Enjoy a rare feast
Maybe, there will be no
Regret and loneliness
Should I transform into a moth
Or die in the grave Hibernating
No need to think anymore
Between the grass and the woods
Traveling through the changing seasons
Already remembered
The way we came
After the joyful night banquet
The curtain is about to come to an end
Quietly
In the branches of the forest Dry it
and solidify it into a sculpture
Or put the staff that you read on the autumn night
into your arms
< p>Sleeping in the cold winter soilWaiting for spring flowers to bloom
The earth revives
……