Naty Set (nautxjc)

Autumn has come, The flowers have dried up, And the bare bushes look sad. The grass in the meadows is withering and turning yellow, Only the winter crops are turning green in the fields. A cloud covers the sky, The sun does not shine, The wind howls in the field, It drizzles. The waters of the fast stream are rustling, The birds have flown away To warmer lands.

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