The flowers are blooming in full bloom
You took my blessing to the other side of the mountain
We promised to come back in autumn
Never be separated again
What we said will never change
Unless the sea turns into a wasteland
What we said will never be forgotten
< p>Unless the sea is dry and the stone is rottenBefore turning around
You plant a red bean tree in front of the door
I water it with bits and pieces of memories every day
Its nourishment is your gentle smile
The intricate roots are my tie to you
Through the hot summer
< p>Overflowing with the infiltration of the plum rainAfter all, it cannot be stopped
The branches and leaves are spreading crazily
Now spring is gone and autumn is coming
Green in missing, red in waiting
The light autumn is light, the sky is exceptionally blue
Your appearance seems to be in front of my eyes
The wind blows gently, blowing towards Beyond the rolling mountains
I will wait for you in autumn, even if my eyes are filled with desire
I will wait for you under the red bean tree, even if my tears will dry up
Where are you, do you want to see all the scenery?
Where are you, can you hear my gentle call
The autumn wind rises, and the fallen leaves fly
The lingering feelings of the past have fallen away
The shadow of loneliness
The distance between time and space has been lengthened
Your vows are still engraved in my heart
Obsession is the only posture
I will wait for you here forever
I have been waiting for you for so long
Waiting for the green road in front of the door
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How can it be compared with your bright eyes, white teeth and affectionate glance
Waiting for the paintings of distant mountains to turn red
How can it be compared with that tiny grain of cinnabar between your eyebrows< /p>
I promised to come back in autumn
Why haven’t you appeared yet?
Sometimes I wonder
When the first scene of winter comes Snowflakes
have not had time to fall
The last yellow leaf of late autumn
is still attached to the tree trunk
The last farewell to autumn< /p>
Will you suddenly appear in front of me
Holding my hand affectionately
I am waiting for you in autumn poems
Hold an armful of chrysanthemums and sing a song of hope
Bury an armful of fallen heroes and chant a season of prosperity
I am waiting for you in the whispers of the autumn wind
Waiting for you The buds sprouting from the branches
Accompanied by a candlelight and enjoying a ray of reverie
A line of light ink tells a poem
I waited in the murmur of the autumn rain You
Waiting for you to read the greenery written in front of you
Walk at the slight coolness of the river and let your heart wave.
Appreciate a clump of reeds and sigh with joy
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I am waiting for you in the vastness of the autumn water
Waiting for your smile in the coldness
I am waiting for you
Waiting for you to walk through the cold Lotus's clothes
Waiting for you to walk through the blood-stained maple red
Waiting for you to walk through the withered and desolate memories
I'm waiting for you
Waiting for you to ask about the scenery on the other side
Bringing back the brilliance of spring
Waiting for you to warm and anxious mood
Bringing fresh flowers
I'm waiting for you
The words of my heart
have long been integrated into the waiting of autumn
will not give up the watch of dreams
will The song of hope sings on the branches of the season
I am waiting for you