Which poem begins with "the rain is falling at night"

It rained at night, the autumn wind was cold, the chrysanthemums were destroyed by the storm, and the muddy branches in the class were broken. This wind, this rain, this night is really cold, really cold!

The footprints are long, the mountains are full of autumn colors, and there are only a few words of sadness, and the words are light and heavy. This life is scattered today, scattered!

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