Becoming the past

Autumn says goodbye to the season with fallen leaves
How do I say goodbye to the past
And sadness in a painful city
Walk along the other side of the sun
Forgot you are still at the end of time

No one looked at me
Read yesterday’s hope
Is becoming an affair, never
In this season of illness
A person, with deep and shallow memories
Passing the dawn quietly

Maybe I should believe,
It was just a grain of sand blown into my eyes by the wind
Become the wettest part of my body
Maybe, just every moment I pass by
As soon as I turn around, I will see you beside me
You believe my fairy tale about poetry and love
Looking at Huang Chun hanging on the treetop

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