题记：
In an autumn afternoon when I walked home from work, I went by a suburb construction site where the road-building operation was in a full, swing, the air full of dirt, all the trees cut down, cars racing by. The uncomfortable scene, however, turned out to be a beautiful one under the magic working of the golden sun who gilded the whole scenery.
Red and raw was the construction site
With its verdant vegetation skinned off
Its ferrous soil oxidized
And a sovereign steel tower in a stand-off
Between the still hills and the flowing traffic on the concrete road
All would have been in a hard mould
but for the tender Autumn sun
With whom the ugliness was melt, the crudity toned
At her gentle touch shabbiness has to shun
All was in a glittering harmony under the Autumn Sun
With its verdant vegetation skinned off
Its ferrous soil oxidized
And a sovereign steel tower in a stand-off
Between the still hills and the flowing traffic on the concrete road
All would have been in a hard mould
but for the tender Autumn sun
With whom the ugliness was melt, the crudity toned
At her gentle touch shabbiness has to shun
All was in a glittering harmony under the Autumn Sun
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