Autumn
by Yingcai

Is an invisible alchemist
That pans out deciduous trees far and wide
In the flowing currents of seasons
Cleansing them into gold

Indeed
If spring adorns itself in cosmetics
If summer wears formal attire
Then autumn emerges from winter's white cocoon
Its brilliance shimmering from the cycle of seasons

Those radiant golden hues
Each one gleaming brightly under the sun
Each one glistening in the caress of the autumn wind

Those vibrant golden hues
Each one breaking free from their earthly bonds
Each one dancing freely in the boundless sky
Oh, those magnificent golden hues
The very essence of freedom
At life's zenith,
Embarking on their final flight, flying, flying, flying



 

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