When the gray cuckoo sings a sad pastoral song.
When the crystal pearls on the grape trellis are piled up in long strings,
When naughty frogs make waves by the small pond,
Autumn has come quietly.
Autumn has come quietly,
It was delivered by a harvester who was busy in the field!
The farmer's uncle waved a golden straw at him.
Fragrant grains are scattered in mid-air.
It is also the seed to sow the hope of new life.
Waiting for a bumper harvest next year.
Autumn has come quietly,
It came from a cheerful fishing boat on the lake!
The fisherman's uncle threw a round fishing net to meet him.
Awaken the happiness in the dream of lakeshore cranes.
The fat fish in the water are playing happily.
Spit out strings of pearls like foam.
Elf-like doves flapped their strong wings,
The trumpet-shaped morning glory has sunny blue flowers.
And that cute little squirrel at the top of the tree,
"Click, click" to eat ripe pine cones.
Autumn is the gentlest and most beautiful autumn.
Like a melodious folk song,
Like a dazzling poem.
Put passionate ditties and flowery words,
Buried in everyone's heart.