A day of autumn,

Free and empty-minded,

Look up, look back,

Who is it,

The disappointment that came rushing over,

Busy people,

Scattering autumn’s palette,

None of them have stories,

Then there are no emotions,

No need to waste extra ink,

A touch of blue,

How could there be a gust of wind…

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Jiangsu . Nanjing /Nanjing