C243 Acacia Vulgaris Schneid

Why ask? I am about to die, autumn sunshine, is also warm and gentle, autumn wind, is also soft and soft. I took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, isn't it time to send me on my way? It's so beautiful. It might be a kind of luck to die in the autumn." Born in autumn, died in autumn.

And he said, "Who says they want to put you to death? In your eyes