Blooming Season Over This Year
Blooming season over this year
How many fallen petals are there?
Winds in autumn blow leaves like drifting sand
In my dream, looms vague my native land
Old acquaintances should still be there
But changes in their faces do appear
In old age I ask myself where to stay
Sorrows render my hair sadly grey
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