Sighs of Autumn Rain (1)

 Rain in small plants autumn rot die
 Steps under jueming colour fresh
 Branch leaf full stem green feather canopy
 Blossom innumerable yellow gold money
 Cool wind sough and sigh blow you hard
 Fear you after now hard stand alone
 Hall above scholar free white head
 Face wind three smell fragrance weep 


 In autumn rain, the grasses rot and die,
 Below the steps, the jueming's colour is fresh.
 Full green leaves cover the stems like feathers,
 And countless flowers bloom like golden coins.
 The cold wind, moaning, blows against you fiercely,
 I fear that soon you'll find it hard to stand.
 Upstairs the scholar lets down his white hair,
 He faces the wind, breathes the fragrance, and weeps.

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