PHdoppleghost
Fanatic
Idling for autumn to arrive, eighth of the ninth month,
Once my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers perish.
Outbursts of perfume rise the skies as it permeates perpetual peace,
The whole community is covered in a golden shield.
Once my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers perish.
Outbursts of perfume rise the skies as it permeates perpetual peace,
The whole community is covered in a golden shield.