Singing in the ginkgo wind, the maple leaves are beautiful on the branches.

The waves reflect the setting sun, and the infinite autumn light is wonderful.

The waves are filled with reeds and snow, and the flowing orioles are whispering beautifully.

The play in the forest is leisurely, like a bird of paradise.

Change the order and read "Autumn Light" again (#^.^#)

Singing in the ginkgo wind, the maple leaves are beautiful on the branches.

The waves are filled with reeds and snow, and the flowing orioles are whispering beautifully.

The play in the forest is leisurely, like a bird of paradise.
Chapter completed!