Autumn · Autumn Wind

Autumn,

I once,

It's not a season that I really like.

Because,

After a bountiful harvest,

It always means that,

The beginning of solitude.

But now,

My favorite season,

It is precisely autumn.

Because in autumn,

I can meet you again.

The autumn wind,

As if carrying your body fragrance,

Constantly, constantly,

Brushing past the lovers,

Seems to say to them:

Cherish this beautiful marriage!

Don't be like me,

Can only wait,

Keep waiting!