Autumn butterflies walk on foot, and it is difficult to complain with the harp.
The green plum blossoms are gone, day and night.
Don't cry when you bury the flowers, we will be reunited in the spring.
Take a look at me and you will not be alone for ten years!
365 Days, without you, it is not a year.
Don't let this autumn wait too long, too long.
(PS If you like this work, please pay attention to my other work "Aegean No Love". The title is a bit tacky, but the story is excellent. I hope everyone can click on it and have a look. You will definitely have a different feeling.)