10 Mongmong: Green tea, maple leaves, white autumn
The wind white Autumn I brought it.
blue The sky some Number of times I saw it
The bank Since when I stepped on it
The coat some Number of times I tried it on
yellow tree The end Since when I saw it
property hasty Winter Stop - fell.
tempting Maple leaves look before Pure white From the eyes See It happened.
The fingertips Lightly Cyril degree Cold and
warmth Lazily Wrapped Green tea latte
and Halfway stained The maple leaves my Mediocre Emotion Fill It was enough.
white autumn The smell Nanda.
bitterish With green tea latte
I From afar Baked Bungeoppang smell Is that why
or not
On the roadside Fading away Cigarettes and
my In the bag Keep quiet present book smell Is that why
The wind red Winter Don't take me If not I wish.
green tea, Maple leaves, White Autumn