The falling leaves dance lightly to listen to the leisurely time, change positions with the seasons, sweep thousands of mountains and rivers, and gradually sleep in winter. The scenery outside the window is simple and bright, the vastness of the distant mountains, and the coldness of winter. Winter afternoon, sunshine

Falling leaves dance

Listen to the time leisurely, and change the position with the season,

Sweeping thousands of mountains and rivers, gradually into the winter of sleep.

The scenery outside the window is simple and bright,

The vastness of the distant mountains, and the coldness of winter.

On a winter afternoon, the sun shines as before,

Sitting alone in front of the window, the time is depicted in the scroll.

A season of passing years, shallow imprints,

Warmth and sorrow are intertwined, with each other as the background.

The life of winter, the cold is elegant,

The branches swing lightly, and dance freely in the cold wind.

The leaves are falling, as elegant as poetry,

A vow that blends into the earth and turns into spring mud.

Everything in the world, looking for in the depths of time,

Each interprets a beautiful chapter of life.

Waiting for spring, nurturing new hope,

The dance of life, the never-ending melody.