Chapter 9 Twilight Three Chapters

1 Cloud formations carry dust and float over the high tower cranes Tall foyer of building in Russian style, crows fly into The sunset repeats; it is beautiful and fits the dream Xiaguang shop on the street, please don't roll up your sleeves to scrub please don't please don't ask me why leave morning light a guy who disappeared among the crowd everyone is looking for him wish him all the best 2 The slow singing flew out of the colored windows of the chapel The fringes of the mind are desolate This is the eighth dusk of autumn Grouses pluck their feathers, youth across the river

A razor was passed to the son's hand See the mountains, see the home under the mountains elevate the position of the soul Seeing the last stop of life When the long-lost song came again, the red cosmos Gathering in the distance is like the scenery in the heart Rekindled by the chorus of birds That's when you see the first fallen leaves on the mountains Ah, the land of autumn is evening Spread the wilderness at the end of the city At the end of the wilderness stand the mountains on the heights facing the mountains The windows on the roof or the arched deck of the bridge The sun caresses the hands of the dead

Their white figures tremble And your bones are cold in the grand shadow The cool wind has been blowing for many years 3 In the evening when the wind blows, the doors and windows are turbulent in the coming autumn I see strange towers and lights and squares It seems that this evening I just ran into A random crowd running across the grass, a random mood Hearing the accidental sound of a blind man In the windy evening, the soul is turbulent How many faces are vying to emerge, and hastily hide Only the milky breast of the dove shines in the wind I listen to a song Come to know the music in the depths of the soul

Obedient to its guidance, thinking in the dark As a light we are history this page has been turned I wrote the perfect poem I raised perfect children