I will harvest the autumn smile.
Autumn smile is sweet.
All the fruits she kissed were sweet in her heart.
When the breeze blows the fallen leaves
I will harvest autumn eyes.
Autumn eyes are deep.
The leaves she stared at were flying silently.
When white clouds float into the blue sky
I have harvested the footsteps of autumn.
The footsteps in autumn are very light.
The footprints she walked left in my heart.
When the moonlight shines on the clear spring water
I harvested the heartbeat of autumn.
The heartbeat in autumn is poetic
She left a string of poems at every step.