Autumn

Autumn, your foliage falls in slow dance turning
Infinite flying from the ancient trees
And rolling in emerald green grass
Gradually dies
And in fact, all seemed colorful recently
And among fading dying beauty
I saw all your endless despair
All your bottomless sorrow
You cover the tired ground
With foliage
And mysteriously embracing me
You kiss so passionately, and temping
And I would like to be with you only