Autumn leaves are falling,

Send lovesickness from afar.

The autumn breeze blows the golden surface,

Silver tears poured in front of you.

When living in the same room,

How deep is the love of the king.

Looking at the bright moon tonight,

The fox was sad.

The bright moon is missing and round,

How sad and joyful people are.

Feeling the late autumn,

Fallen leaves have turned to dust.

I wish it were.

Falling flowers also have love.

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