Cold merchant blows,
Autumn rain falls,
The fiber swallows the sky.
The green rainbow is extinguished,
The dead leaves are gone,
Qishan swallows the first red.
Yuli is still green,
The blue sky is ever bright.
The red leaves all over the mountain are still there, and the gentle breeze is blowing, shaking them in mid-autumn.
"My maple leaf is the reddest maple leaf in the world. Now, I will give it to you, and you will give it to me."
He didn't answer, but kissed him gently on the lips. It was the most pure and sincere kiss without any lust.
"Okay."
The afterglow of the setting sun fell over the mountain forest, covering a pool of autumn water and half of the sky. When we saw each other again, it suddenly dawned on us that it was already late autumn.
Intention: I love you, what matters is not who loves you, but I hope everyone loves you; I love you, what matters is not who you are, but who I love as long as you are. I love you.