Chapter 1: Deciduous leaves return to their roots
Fallen leaves are spirits with souls.
Autumn, dancing in all kinds of scenery;
In autumn, kiss the land of China.
Then, bury yourself in the vast soil,
Its soul is still flying,
Endless.
Leaves are sad,
When the rain washes everything away,
Its tears flowed away with the rain.
The rain stopped, and occasionally I walked under the tree.
Do you think the falling water drops are rain?
Oh, no! That's their last tears for autumn.
The fallen leaves yearn for freedom,
They have been through a lot.
When you leave the tree,
Would rather drift with the wind,
Go where you belong.
Chapter 2: Fallen leaves
In the deepest part of the season
Pick up a fallen leaf
Once a green story
With the rotation of the fingertips, it becomes lifelike.
In the dry vein
There are still notes that were sung with the wind yesterday.
On that withered color
Write a legend about the change of time.
Suddenly think
Light this leaf.
Let its life
Finally, it becomes a jumping and warm fireworks.
The wind will come.
Take away the last warmth
From then on, I can't get rid of it.
Through the four seasons together, the mountains are long and the water is wide.
Chapter III: Fallen leaves
Just one of countless fallen leaves.
Dare not fight against fate.
More can't escape the strangulation of wind and frost.
Without any complaints
Although the blood vessels are full of attachment to life.
I also walked into the end of the spring dream.
I used to sing in the sun.
As long as the joy of harvest appears in black and pink.
As long as the beautiful fruit presents a mature light.
The yellow figure immediately fell down.
Why care about love and hate life and death?