Autumn wind rises and fallen leaves float. Love is hard to control, love is hard to suppress, and missing is growing.
The endless fallen leaves cannot end their longing and are all rolling in the autumn wind.
One day, there will be only dead branches left, facing the sky to welcome the cold wind;
One day, there will be miss, and watching people come and go, will no longer be cut like a knife.
The leaves fall into mud, and the branches are full of buds in spring. The love threads are wrapped in knots, and they are full of sorrow.
The tree wants to stop but the wind does not stop. Watch the branches sway in the autumn wind. I want to be quiet but my heart is hard to calm down, and I let myself rise and fall in my bitter love.
The sky in autumn is always so blue and so high, just like the person I yearn for is so mysterious and so out of reach.
A group of geese flew by, they had a clear direction. What I miss is, I don’t know where I am.
Looking up at the tears still slid down the corners of my eyes, not just because I miss someone too much.
I am also sad. I can’t get it if I love you, but I can’t forget you, but I can’t forget you, but I still hope you can’t forget you.
No one can stop the gradually bleak autumn, and I can't look forward to the person I want to meet.
is still spinning around, sticking to a hobby. The dream of leaves falling is shattered, and it is still hard to let go.
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