Can't tell
It was the fog that filled the river in the morning
Still tears in his sad eyes
The poplar leaves were green and yellow
Yellow and withered
White dew is frost
It just feels like the bottom of my heart is stained
One layer is even higher than the other
Thick moisture
Ice flowers through the glass
A window away
Cold night outside the house
Dripping water into ice
2021.1.16.Night.