In the town of maples autumn’s turning leaves red
The river in autumn flows with an air of haste
The summer green in the hills can still be seen
The rough winds of autumn nights bring denser rain
As autumn moon grows full friends are to leave
The autumn clouds the texture of fair face achieve
My heart in autumn is filled with sadness and sorrow
This poem of autumn is for whom I do not know作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-11-1 22:45 好诗。 filled with sadness 昨天用过。
