The sky remains to be blue;
The leaves keep falling;
The fruits still reden;
And I am still the same.
To pay off the debt of the seasons,
The straight poplar has stripped off all of his leaves.
But the slanting sun and bewildering eyes want to have you coated like a golden Buddha.
Your leaves are fluttering up and down,
But fail to coordinate with the curtain call.
Reverently, the bicycle is all ears.
You do what you're doing: having a meeting.
I do what I'm doing: pulling my mill.
You say, "the autumn is quite cold."
I say, "I haven't died yet."
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