To Extol The Autumn Poem by Charles WOO

Under a few stars, the high wind sings some wonderful songs.
Autumn insect seeks its spouse and the mating game prolongs.
Illuminating the suburb tombs, fireflies dance in the air.
The crowing sounds of the owls frighten the visitors there.
With a boat, I angle trout to kill my leisure time.
I Look at the far mountain which the silver moon will climb.
My inspiration comes like tidal wave in such a moonlit night.
This poem is written within minutes to describe the sight.

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