Chapter 47 red leaves

Send you the allusion of a red leaf from the southernmost peninsula in the south Picked up from under the black wet rain tree for no reason A small slap like a baby fist How can I grasp the emptiness of autumn? Rusty red rotted leaves Dotted with frost spots, the cold front crosses the border Bitten off the sharp tooth marks The rain is still wet, so I turn to the light Surprised by the detailed texture of the main stream running through the tributaries Confusing like a translucent secret map The longest water-proof book, the shortest Why do you need to say more, autumn is beautiful enough

The wind blows the waves away, you are beyond the furthest waves Missed the airmail at the end of the year, tired of the blue bird Send you, the lightness of a red leaf An island-shaped leaf, our island Little patterns, the mountains on the island Delicate leaf stems, the river spectrum on the island There are fairy arts in a thousand miles away Keelung Sancun to Pingtung The endless blue smoke and blue water seem to be in it