If I die in the autumn
Please cover my body with flowers
For I couldn't seen during alive
Because of life
I have no time to rest
I have no time to laugh
But I do have time to cry
Cry I have no time
People say autumn is harvest
I harvest my life
To get a sour taste just like coffee
Which I don't like but couldn't change
The flowers may fool
decorate a blossom soft ending part
I don't like it
But I need it