On a chilly, glittering autumn day,
nobody is talking or making sound.
I hear disturbance from far away,
annoying us like bumble bees around.
Steady wintry wind is brushing my cheeks,
wanting to write in my reading journal.
Birds are singing together with their beaks
and their skillful harmony is blissful.
Huge ginko tree is looking right in the middle,
making an illumination with sun.
Falling leaves are beautiful red and brown,
dancing like snow and their trip has begun.
While we are thinking and having great pep,
Cold winter has taken another step.
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