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The fall is coming.
The weather is cooling.
The sky is immeasurable.
The cloud is appearing.
The lake is clean.
The lake and the sky are in same colour.
The skyscrapers are reflecting into the lake.
The morning wanderer is walking by,
seeking wonders beside the lake.
The cloud is floating,
up in the sky,
down into the lake.
The cloud is greeting to the morning wanderer,
as graceful as usual
-a cloud never dies!
I appear in four seasons,
accompany with you every morning.