Poetry (dual, literary talent, originality, campus)

A faint plum, covered in a faint corner, with a faint wind and a faint smile. Autumn words are lonely and weak, and lonely geese go south to spend sad flowers, and flowers are thousands of miles late. I turned around and turned around. If it's not just a breeze, it's hard to carry a boat, so I don't know what you need. This is love, absolutely original. I still have a few poems, and so do ancient poems. Ask me if the topic is limited.