The remaining light is falling, the autumn is bright, the beauty hidden in the market is simple and ordinary at dusk, the bamboo leaves are green with chrysanthemums, the leaves turn yellow when people and begonias are drunk, those things you have always missed, the years will understate them for you. Autumn is always gentle, leaving summer behind during the day, and bringing the autumn wind after sunset. Knowing autumn, the night is cold, the wind is strong, and the grass turns yellow for a moment. If you ask me how heavy my longing is, it is not heavy, just like the fallen leaves on an autumn mountain. Autumn is the dusk bitten by the universe. Autumn is so gentle, I want to watch the orange sunset together. May the wind leaves have faith and love will eventually bear fruit. The autumn wind is blowing, the leaves are flying, and the years are quiet. May you and I be safe.
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