Red makeup does not understand the autumn color,
Leaning on the railing tired,
Endless falling wood,
The sunset reflects the westerly wind.
Lone geese fly alone and drift to zero.
Jackdaws perch on sycamores.
Ben wanted to go downstairs to find the strings
Who knows that the song is over.
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