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In late autumn, I step on the fallen leaves

Never obsessed with the peach blossoms of March

Nor do you revel in the lotus-filled June

Could it be that I was born at some point

I love this late autumn season when everything is withering

The north wind call is just like that

My naughty waywardness as a child

Falling leaves fluttered the colorful butterflies that I released when I was a teenager

Relax every nerve that is tense

Life becomes like some natural harmony

I stepped on the fallen leaves,

Follow my confident and laid-back path

Go and find the loyalty of Juju,

With the high purity of bamboo.

In late autumn, I step on the fallen leaves
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