The forests are already colorful,
Yellow are the stubble fields,
And autumn begins
Red leaves fall,
Gray mists rise,
The wind blows cooler

Like the full grape
From the vine leaves
Radiates a purple color!
On the railing ripen
Peaches, with stripes
Painted red and white

Quick carriers jump,
And the girls sing,
Everyone rejoices happily!
Colorful ribbons float
Between high vines
On the straw hat

Violin sounds and flute
At the sunset
And in the moonlight
Young winemakers
Wave and begin
Happy harvest dance

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