The Sorrow of Red Leaves
The autumn wind is howling and cold,
Everyone in the north and south of the river is wearing cotton,
It is so cold in the middle of the night that it is hard to sleep,
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The maple trees at the head of the river fell in the distance.
The maple leaves ask when they will return,
The jackdaws on the branches are gentle,
Weeping frost,
Only one year It will be difficult to return at the end of time.
There is a life expectancy in Maple Leaf
Ande laments the difficulty of destiny?
I only lament the life insurance of young people.
As we grow old, the road ahead is difficult. Looking back, the maple leaves are faint.
The fire is burning in the cold winter
How can life be safe?
Desire to grow old;
No plan to turn around
Sigh for a Thousand Days
How can one escape the end of life?
Buying life insurance
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