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Persimmon leaves are also pages of poetry.
Either expressing ambition or expressing emotions, they don't seek the beauty of maple leaves, but the seals of persimmon leaves. They don't seek the rhyme of harmony, but just want to have the wild scenery of the mountains. Therefore, I dare not name the poem page, so let's call it "Persimmon Leaf".
Those who have time may wish to read it, or make you smile, or cover up the book and think about it, so as to relieve the pain of hard work.
I would rather have knowledgeable people compose the song. Very lucky!