Autumn is one inch deeper, and insects are scarce. dermic
Among the delicate reeds, the creaking sound weakened again.
The river meanders and stretches with obvious folds.
I held my knees and watched a white goose separate the rust from the river.
The mirror shook to pieces. The wind was careless and stopped its touch.
A pigeon flew from a distance. The tail of the fan is white.
They warily twitter or exchange love gestures.
It seems that we have never met like this before. Be outspoken and well-founded.
Whether it's enthusiasm or hostility.
No rude animal will misunderstand. Unlike humans
Empty passion, seriously put the joys and sorrows of the world.
Bite to death on the tip of a secret tongue
Author | Zhang Yunxiang, pen name: Romantic Autumn
Wechat official account: Southwest Contemporary Writers Magazine.
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