Solitary autumn The cool autumn autumn rain outside is sworn the theme of this season , the autumn cool , drizzle cool cool . Lungs and air to penetrate my soul , soothe my fragile soul . Seems to have a heart was autumn and the cold stab , not this some warm . Road at the foot , but can not discern the direction . The heart of the atrium, but not controlling it . Tired, fold your paper boat , so the autumn to bring it to an unpredictable distant . Rain , ugg classic cardy , still under , people are still walking in the rain . This is a fall , is a happy season , busy sweat demolition pick the ripe fruit in this season called autumn . But there is something it seems every day , every hour , every moment of its demolition pick season , but often in the mature season so became forever unable to mature fruit . Dark , autumn and still continues . You do not invisible and leave , you say: Maybe people only to live a more happy , more happy return . Return to their home environment and way of looking at that I had not changed over the life side , want to change my mind , but lays out the plans they want . Case. Head rely on a soft pillow , so that his good rest . But the body can rest , then the heart is tired , how to find its habitat .