The end of summer is autumn,
A year of life is a year less.
I know,
Being alive is a wonderful thing,
I wouldn't give up for the world.
I know,
It's hard to feel alone,
So I learned to cherish friends.
I know,
Her love may come from a past life,
I care for her and bless her in my heart.
I know,
War may wipe out mankind,
World peace became my favorite.
I know,
It is true that bosom friends are hard to find,
No longer because no one understands and cry.
I know,
Some people lose themselves,
Some people hold themselves to the end.
I know,
The appearance of the moon tonight,
To teach me not to be alone.
I know,
I really want to win at life,
With a strong and wise mind.
I know,
I don't know all kinds of things,
Took the hard way to understand that people are different.
I know,
It is not age that makes one mature,
Excellence is the result of self-discipline.
I know,
There will be differences between fallen leaves,
The same autumn mood or different.
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