黄绿的稻田上掠过秋云的阴影，后面是狂追的太阳。

Over the GREen and yellow rice-fields sweep the shadows of the autumn clouds followed by the swift-chasing sun.

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我是秋云，空空地不载着雨水，但在成熟的稻田中，可以看见我的充实。

I am the autumn cloud, empty of rain, see my fulness in the field of ripened rice.

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现在连秋云黄叶又已失落去辽远里，剩下灰色的长空一片透彻的寂寞，你忍听冷风独语？

Now even the cloudy yellow leaves are all fallen, the rest of the grey sky a thorough loneliness, you can listen to the monologue of the cold?

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