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中秋之際,曬曬兒子寫的“秋之歌”。有種滿篇“秋葉”的感覺。
Autumn
Autumn is ...
Seeing golden leaves float gently down all over the soily ground。
The sound of colorful leaves scrunching on the smudgy ground.
Feeling the delicate leaves touch my warm body in a leaf fight.
The smell of fresh turkey frying on the boiling pan.
Tasting scrumptious homemade pumpkin pie on the organized table.