Like a plate of autumn moon
Melted in the faint light,
Sink in a spring.
This is September.
This is a beautiful painting,
The grass is crystal clear.
Just like the hometown of the south.
Muggy early spring.
I broke up with my friend,
Give me a heart.
Buried in ancient stone walls,
Alone with you.
You,
But farther than the bright moon—
Dawn has come.
The pounding of horses' hooves on the slate!