Qiuxin poetry

Qiu Xin's poems are as follows:

Autumn letter

This flying yellow leaf proves that

Such a thick stack

Some are like postcards.

Yes-a blank sheet of paper.

What's more, tears.

I understand its anxiety and urgency.

When I'm in love

Isn't it the same with the charge?

I don't laugh anymore.

Self-blindness and ignorance

Just reply to Qiu.

I haven't written yet.

It has nothing to do with youth, let alone love.

therefore

I haven't decided.

Address and name of the recipient

In autumn, I will write to you, use leaves as stationery and ask Feng to be the postman. If the postman wants to be lazy, he will throw away the letter.

Some letters, some on squirrels' heads, some beside frogs, some on their way home in ponds and grass.

Autumn letters are everywhere, and small animals are busy for the winter.