Poetry about autumn (self-creation)

Rainy September

Time retention

Memory forgets to stop.

This is a season full of love.

Lonely story

In the years when he and I were inseparable.

Can't stand the neglect of eyes.

Accidentally remind of

It is the overlap of silence in eyes.

The last month cooled by time

You hold my hand.

Whose name is written on the title page of the story?

September 25, 1965 438+00

Fourth quarter

September

Leave without feeling

I hold your hand tightly.

Afraid you'll wave goodbye outside the window, too

October

It was I who walked through the long street with drizzling rain.

It is you,

It was made in my short time.

The story took place in 1 1 month.

Chapter II Autumn

You hide in the book.

I didn't turn to page 520.

It's December again

The snow that kissed you is falling in the sky.

The annual rings are another round.

I stopped on the title page of the fable.