My loved ones, falling like autumn leaves.
I've heard that autumn's grace, with leaves descending low, It made me sense that hearts in fall, like leaves, let love freely flow. A whispered call on October's fifth, a melancholy tune, Cries and sighs, they told the tale beneath the golden moon. In fleeting moments, flights elude, as time slips through our hands, Balancing work and endless exams, covering hundred-kilometer lands. Through these three years, I've seen farewells to real and feigned, I pray, may I be the first to part, as life's tapestry is re-arranged. With those radiant smiles and heartfelt calls, I wish not to yearn for, Grant me the patience to bear the loss, for in my heart, I yearn to learn. Give me the strength to stand as tall as the love my heart still brings, In the autumn of my life, as the falling leaves, my soul takes wing.