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Autumn Nights - (Qiu Ye) - Bai Guang
I love the night. I love the moon.
I love the bright moon hanging high in the autumn night even more.
Several unknown trees have shed all the yellow leaves.
Only two or three leaves are still sadly shaking on the branches.
They wait for autumn to part from the world.
A leaf clings to the withered branch grieving below the lonesome moon.
Waves of relentless westerly winds, and a few leaves fall to the ground.
I love the night. I love the moon.
I love the bright moon hanging high in the autumn night even more.
Several unknown trees have shed all the yellow leaves.
I love the night. I love the night.
I love the bright moon hanging high in the autumn night even more.
Several unknown trees have shed all the yellow leaves.