The last red leaf is whirled away, The rooks are blown about the skies.
最后一片红叶被风卷走,白嘴鸦被风吹向天空。
-- Alfred Tennyson 阿尔弗雷德·丁尼生
The last red leaf is whirled away, The rooks are blown about the skies.
最后一片红叶被风卷走,白嘴鸦被风吹向天空。
-- Alfred Tennyson 阿尔弗雷德·丁尼生