End of Summer/投稿者
　
Slowly, the big body turns,
My favorite summer is leaving.
I wave goodbye.

In the rain,
Like summer flippers,
Running through the popping scales,
I hear you going home.
Thank you so much.

The season of splashes and heat haze,
The season of boiling and evaporating,
I don't cry,
I'm sure
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