95 Youth is like old age
It's the depths of winter
The trees were covered with snow
and the old branches that were crushed to the ground
Some animals don't have a little savings
The sparrow was alive and kicking
But they are still starving for lack of food
Occasionally, I rely on a few mouthfuls of light snow to support it
Actually, it's good to have fantasies
There was an old scavenger coming
He picked up the broken branches
It is used as firewood for heating
The broken branch
What remains on it is the scars
What fell was a good memory
Actually, young and old
It's all just as pitiful
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