Autumn fairy tale
A gust of wind blows
Narrow my eyes
I lost his cloth dolls under the tree
Yellow leaves, submerged by it
I can't find my doll
A gust of wind blows
Set off the leaves
Show my dolls
I asked my mother, doll kinds under the tree
Next fall, can harvest new dolls
Mother laughing,Doll laughing,Leaves laughing....
A gust of wind blows