秋阳打碎了立冬的镜子一只鹰,打坐在时光的深处。衔一朵秋阳,静默地伫立。天空真的很空。宛如一面铅洗如华的镜子。深秋边缘之地,一棵柿子树被寒风撕扯得隐隐作痛。一丝丝战栗抖落出冬的浅象。霜霭散漫。深秋的风,是一纸偈语:明亮的是深秋难以挽留的心事;晶莹的是初冬吐露的心声。 Autumn Yang smashed the mirror of a winter eagle, meditating in the depths of time. Title a Qiu Yang, standing silently. The sky is really empty Like a mirror of lead wash. Late autumn edge of the land, a persimmon tree was torn cold tear ache. A trace of trembling shook the elephant out of winter. Frost misty. Autumn wind, is a piece of paper Suki: Bright is difficult to retain the mind of the late autumn; crystal clear is the early winter aspirations.