十月 by- asnyc 句子都老了 记忆还是鲜嫩的 她们突然醒来 发现都长了金黄的翅膀 徬徨的风 摇了风铃， 又摇了风筝 许多碎碎的掉下来 水面有好多轻舞的裙摺 离别的季节 亦或欢歌，亦或惆怅 October by -≠paleink Lines glide into the agebecoming Memory is still green, and ever so. Suddenly lifts up her brightening head, each on golden wings A wind blows the bells strokes the kites with paused fingers, from whose bodies whirling whirl whirl in the river now like a dance of dimple O October Halfsinging….halfdisconsolating Stirs the separating season under woe
October by -≠paleink Lines glide into the agebecoming Memory is still green, and ever so. Suddenly lifts up her brightening head, each on golden wings A wind blows the bells strokes the kites with paused fingers, from whose bodies whirling whirl whirl in the river now like a dance of dimple O October Halfsinging….halfdisconsolating Stirs the separating season under woe