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The breeze of late summer carries a chill.
Autumn will arrive in the blink of an eye.
The cicadas chirping at the eaves are gradually becoming sparse.
The leaves of the wutong tree in front of the steps are turning yellow.
The seasons quietly turn the page
Autumn always reminds people of heavy fruit baskets.
——The red apples on the branch
Grapes hanging down from the shelf
And the full ears of grain in the fields.
The remaining days of this year
May we all be like farmers waiting for the harvest.
Turn sweat into sweetness
Let every effort have a response...
Autumn is approachin