Frost flower covers your distant footprints, the dust burys your sealed memories, I see it on the bare branches at night, and longing lives in the bright moon. I picked up a yellow leaf and made my own bookmark. I just wanted to turn you into smoke and freeze it in the most beautiful moment.
Looking at your back as you left, my heart has long been locked in a cocoon. I am afraid of looking at you for a second. You and I are already in the sky. I love you, there are bitterness and sweetness. You go with the wind, and I can only look for the boy I used to pursue my dreams in my memories.
Goodbye, autumn, don’t be too far away from me, goodbye, autumn, don’t let me see the tears in my dreams. Goodbye in autumn, I want to stretch out my long-pale hand to keep it on the moonlit night. I am still scared. The memories cannot be closed to the window, so that the moon can see me and tears flow. Goodbye, autumn. I want to ride the wind, and drink with the small building, just for the lingering autumn thoughts, just for the Qinghe stones, with a shy eyebrows down, and the beautiful autumn scenery is timeless.
Goodbye, in autumn, the dancing dream has been drunk for thousands of years of waiting, a song of wind and a yellowing. Fortunately, you and I have no waiting for reincarnation. If I miss you, see you next year. If you miss me, next year, you will find it in the crowd….
