Cities in the sky
Hang the sun in the middle
Roast people with bows and backs.
Walking wearily on the hot land.
Half the warmth is given to the autumn wind.
Looking forward to an early maturity.
Half a summer stays in my heart.
I planted a dream in the moonlight.
Listen to the footsteps of years every day.
The beating heart is secretly hurting.
No matter how hard you try.
In the end, everything was in vain.
Might as well light one more lamp.
In the semi-warm and semi-summer season
You won't sleep alone and listen to the rain
Second, the secret of autumn
Withered leaves
Meet the root again
Silent gaze
Turned into spring mud
Sadness of fallen leaves
Who can understand?
The mottling of trees
It is full of melancholy.
look up
Full of golden memories
Endless horizon
Hidden in the autumn wind
autumn
On one side is the scene of a bumper harvest.
On one side is the trace of desolation.
Experienced the baptism of wind and rain
The alternation of seasons
Who can untie it
The secret of this autumn
Third, the sky.
Reach out your hand.
Open your arms.
I really want to embrace blue.
Embrace one's heart
But in the dream, it is ethereal.
People in the depths of white clouds
Cooking smoke filled the sky again.
The setting sun dyed the sunset glow red.
The moon hangs on the treetops.
Falling rain in Mao Mao
Tell the mystery of the sky
There are no signs of stars or the moon.
Autumn is burned by the sun.
Exiled the flawless white snowflake.
Send a beauty to the earth.