The towering summer is going down
While the dark daytime creeps in again
And the fast-propelled hedgehogs switch on their headlamps
The bloomy green grass bashed by harsh-hitting steams of summer sun,
The lush green trees who smiled at the entrance of spring,
now wave old dying leaves
As they announce the arrival of autumn.
Thank you summer, it was a blast.
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