Author: Silly don't slip away? Year: just 10 minute
I opened the window of time,
Try to interpret the vicissitudes of life between heaven and earth.
Leaves are singing in the wind,
Want to cherish the last memory.
Outside the building, there are mountains and peaks in the clouds.
Flocks of geese went far away,
Say goodbye once or twice,
Look back for a while.
A flaming sorghum field,
Embellished with the richness of the season,
Burning the chest of years.
At the foot of the mountain, by the fence,
Autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom,
Fearless of this sad rain,
Not afraid of this frost.
I picked up a hot stone and poked it,
On the canvas of time,
Stamped the autumn heavily.
See the original title, quality rogue. Relieve troubles and exhaust the wilderness.