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Views in Autumn no.1

Sparklingly bedewed, maple leaves have been scattered all over the wood.
An awful gorge between precipices heralds a solemnly serene autumn mood.
Raging torrents are splashing soaringly high against the misty town walled.
Down below the garrison town, a dark sea of clouds has creepingly sprawled.
On my fugitive journey, my second reunion with asters has made me choke.
I moored my boat to the bank to grip the last hope for my home with an oak.
It is time for women to be occupied with sewing heavy clothes for winter wear.
Down below the castle, the restless sound of beating cloth has caught my ears.

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Maple leaves are bedewed and scattered all over the wood.
Looking at an awful gorge, I sense a solemn autumn mood.
Raging torrents splash high against the misty town walled.
Below the garrison, a creeping sea of clouds has sprawled.
Twice on my fugitive journey, I have met asters and choked.
I moored my boat to grip the hope for my home with an oak.
It is time to be busy in sewing heavy cloth for winter wear.
Below the Castle, the sound of beating cloth greets my ears.

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