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