The early winter in the south. Walking in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, still passing by, there is no turning back as lonely, people come and go in a hurry. At the crossroads, waiting for who will appear; With the breeze blowing, there was a faint chill. I thought that the sunny days would sweep away the loneliness in winter; But it adds a face of helpless emaciation.

The southwest wind and rain, why do you come so late; It dries up the land and the lake. I cried, and could not smell any breath related to you; I'm tired and can't touch any limbs related to you.

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Lonely Sad Autumn

Aiyan flies westward

Is it the right direction for this season

I send my blessing to the sky

The dark night is so full of pain

You disturbed your dream last night

See, your gentle waiting eyes

This is the flower season

Never hope again

Only contemptible reverie on loneliness

Yes, the past is still intertwined

Just make a divisible period

It's the rainy season of missing

You are here.

In the season of youth

Joyful notes are floating in every corner

Longing for the best growth in life

You are gone.