Holding hands, can you hold the youthful dance steps and the trivial daily necessities of life?
Hand in hand, can you keep the ambiguity for a while and the change of your life?
Hand in hand, holding a passionate oath of eternal love, holding a dull morning and evening?
I am willing to maintain this wordless promise for a long time with a sparseness and adaptation.
Let a kind of comfort and peace confront so many helplessness in life.
I only hope that on the way to Qiu Lai in spring, we can share the joys and sorrows in the world.
I also hope that in the bumpy journey, I am willing to walk side by side and hold up a blue sky.
I also look forward to holding hands with each other when black hair turns into silver silk, and I still miss it.
Akimae Taguchi
In autumn, I hold your cool hand,
Hold on to you so that you don't tremble in the autumn wind.
In autumn, the sweet and sour fruits of mangroves are ripe.
Lonely red lips are covered with branches.
You are red, in my eyes,
I can't watch you fall,
Throw yourself into the paste,
I want to catch you,
Let you fall into my hands,
Clench your fist.
Don't try to slip away,
Without my palm, you will have nothing,
Your weak body will rot again.
Autumn, holding your stiff hand,
Water evaporates in the dry season,
Your fingers are as strong as a sowing hoe,
Can penetrate thick soil,
Sow the seeds of missing,
Let the land grow in spring,
Grow summer, grow autumn harvest.
Autumn, hand in hand,
Hold your thin hand.
After fruit picking, autumn
It's your bare branches.
I took out a piece of red cloth,
Bandage your wound,
Be your flower, be your leaf,
Let you have a pair of bright eyes again,
No, no,
Colorful autumn in this season!