Stray in lines of thoughts,
Walk without knowing what for,
Along the routine we used to haunt,
Unconciously,remember what we said before;
As night falls,
The gift box is recalled,
There,lies the invaluable watch,
This makes me feel hot;
Here I stand against the wall,
Looking up and watching the clouds,
I want to sing it aloud,
Sing this feeling proud;
As I singing it in my gall,
Tears fall... ...
Sep,30th,1997-Jinzhou
Amended on Sep,5th,2004 |