<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="71" > fence for whom the yellow chrysanthemum is opened</h1>
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="72" >/Liu Duyu</h1>
Heaven forbid
Wan Hui was sad and sad
Hedge-edged yellow chrysanthemums are frosted
Fragrant cold rui cold standing tall
Yesterday held hands and now is here
Ask who the yellow flowers bloom for
The sunset is alone and oblique
Why is the afterglow more pronounced
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="48" > splashed with dot color ink to paint autumn sun</h1>
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="49" >/Liu Duyu</h1>
A field bathed in the autumn sun
Dancing with excitement
Heavy ears of grain
Sway cheerfully to the beat
A hill with a fragrance of wild chrysanthemums
Girlish gentle and idyllic
Maplewood branches burn
Dan is red as Xia
Reeds are topped with laurels
Shake your head to show off your purity
Rows of willows on the shore
Like a girl with autumn colors
Shake long yellowish hair
Obsessive looking back
Pick up wisps of mild autumn sun
Gently touch the veins of autumn
Harmonize the fragrant seven-color palette
The ink is blue and immaculate
Paint the earth out of wonder