Towards the Yu Valley, twilight into the Kui Rong, the moon Yao Xingchi, Yun Storm Sheng eclipsed.

Day after year, the signs of heat and dryness still begin to open, and when the end of summer comes.

The night is beautiful, and the new cicadas on the trees are lovesick, and it is difficult to be happy.

At dawn, the old dragonflies on the branches are sluggish, and they are sad to perch everywhere.

It is often the rain clouds, the sky is dark, the beads are flowing, and the nest is still semi-wet.

It also encounters the ripples of hibiscus, the green of the spring, the clear waves are cool, and the snow is white.

Although it is not a sad period today, it is approaching the early autumn of thin love, and it is haggard.

The couple is still there, the couple, the couple, the hatred of the wind, drifting and drifting.

The separation is silent, falling into the pond stream, grinding into mud, and it has become sad.

- "When the End of Summer Comes"

Remarks: No one picks the fat fruit, and the lazy people are worried.

(This fat fruit rots in the ground and no one picks it, and the sorrow of this mediocre visitor has not ceased.)

In this world, all living beings are miserable enough, if you don't cherish it and don't fight for it, you will definitely rot and be separated for a long time.

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