I am looking for a poem. [Disappearing Alice]

The writer is a senior high school student in Avalon School, USA.

I walked along the path covered with fallen leaves,

In the silent morning, footsteps pattered,

Through the gurgling stream,

Walking into the dense bushes,

Alice, where are you?

In spring, the early insects sing in the forest.

Alice disappeared into the twilight of dawn.

I walked through the building among the rolling wheat waves,

Footsteps fluttered in the song of the goddess of harvest,

Pull out clusters of straw.

Standing in the middle of the golden ocean,

Alice, where are you?

The midday sun hung over the clouds,

Alice disappeared in the warm breeze.

I walked through the long-abandoned railway,

Footsteps are silent in the silence of dusk,

Hyacinthus orientalis swayed by the broken pillow,

The dark red tears of the sunset on the rusty railway track,

Who ever waited on the dilapidated platform with flowers in hand?

Alice grew old and yellow in the memory of weathering.

I walked through the dying official road of the imperial city,

Footsteps are hidden among the heavy bluestones under your feet;

Listening to the whispers of stone brick walls,

The tiles rustled under the eaves,

Who is singing in the vast rivers and lakes?

Alice is the lonely back of the city gate,

In the twilight

Stretch slowly.

I was walking down the street on a snowy night in the dead of winter,

Footsteps in the night sky are scattered and snowflakes rustle;

Withered vines embrace the cold gentleman by the street lamp,

Hollyleaf decorated the windows with cheerful couples.

Street square at midnight on New Year's Day,

Where is Alice and I whispering our blessings?

New Year's fireworks seem to be the creative light that illuminates endless darkness.

Halloween (1 1 month 1 day)

Smiled and took the rose from the devil's hand,

The invitation to death was delivered to your door at midnight on time.

The jack-o'-lantern greeted the visitors with a ferocious smile.

Timid people, don't tremble on your legs.

When was the bedroom window knocked?

Trick or treat!

Laughter continued,

Into a winter breeze.