On an evening spring,
euphony from a guitar string,
maple leaves shed from trees.
yellow ground and a gracious breeze.
People view scenes that trends,
joyous with family and frenz.
Birds chirp the melodious notes,
sitting over lamplight posts.
Shining sun concealed behind hills.
dark clouds pour down glassy drizzles.
Little flowers blossom on the riverside,
water moves gracefully beside.
Bluish sky turns red-orange colour,
incomes a candy odour.
moon from farside says a hi.
welcoming the stary night.
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