The poem "Cold Autumn"

Maple leaves gently dyed the distant sky red.

a little cold

Let me calm down.

Former colleague

Your road seems to be longer and farther than mine.

Open the memory of Na Pianhai Ocean.

The cheerful footprints are still the same as before.

Those sketched faces

With the sunset

Fell into the hall of the soul

How could I forget?

At dusk, tears ran across the paper.

The pendulum clock is still on the scroll.

And those dreams of traveling far away

In this late autumn season

Can you spend the cold winter?

Cultivate the hope of a new season

Label: Poetry