Late Autumn Days

Late Autumn Days By Stina lu It is late autumn now. The leaves keep silent to the endless teasing of sun and wind. Occasionally they tumble and rumble in response. The red kite is kidnapped by the cherry branches in the name of love. He's not depressed. Since the blue sky is only for dreams It’s better to break the wings and forget flying. You see the water of the East lake Tranquil and gentle in the wind of the four seasons. It’s late autumn now. Days are trembling in your north. In my south They look like flowery ladies waiting for someone to come back. 2017.10.30