Autumn is deep

It is the replacement of the fulfillment season

In the days of butterflies and flowers

It is best to be sad

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A cricket in one night

Make a coffin out of leaves

Collected himself

The place of burial

Not far from the place of birth

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A team of wild geese

North to South

The voice seemed to be reciting a letter from home

awakened the nostalgia of the wanderer

Never cut it in half for a non-festive season

Being in a different place, the heart is in the hometown

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Every tiptoe gesture

It's like looking at the end of the world

Whispering in every dream

It's all weeping thoughts

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Who is leaning on the door and waiting?

Who is haggard

Tear-spattered letterhead

Flooding paper like a boat

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Sleepless nights

The moon will be rounded by the absence of hope

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