Lyrics of autumn poems by Lin Shurong

Sweet scented osmanthus came to the small garden again

A bitter heart and a dead soul are intoxicated

Who can pity for youth

The joy and sweet laughter of the past

There is no return date

(they'll never come back)

Chrysanthemum yellow and full of small garden

Autumn wind rustling, fallen leaves falling, Acacia unable to send

The autumn wind still leaves everywhere, where are you now

The joy and sweet laughter of the past

There is no return date

(they'll never come back)

The birds fly to the little garden

The birds nestled in pairs and flew back and forth

You also said that you would never part and wish for birds

The joy and sweet laughter of the past

There is no return date

(they'll never come back)