sometimes shine a little bit of beams from thinness.
Sometimes they are rayers upon rayers, becoming gloomy.
Is it because of the unworried wind, which doesn't want to be lonely?
It hasn't rained finally yet....
The autumn,your gloom means nothing.
Look at that eagle which is opening wings to fly in the sky,
you are just a piece of falling leaf.....
Eagles maybe can make the sky become more handsome.
But the autumn, is the messenger of the love.
Let the face written worry
be filled with sweetness and happiness.....
Lanzi's talk nonsense