Foreign poetry [chasing the sun]

Catch up with the sun

Is there anything else I can do?

A flower appeared in Zhang Kaicheng.

I just stretched out my arm.

The direction of your arrival.

You are like sunshine and rain.

Like the secret of rolling up the veil at night

I'm light when the wind blows.

You belong to me, by the lake, above the stone.

On the wooden bridge outside the window

Sow sunshine, night

Your footsteps sounded.

The sun will bloom.

Yes, it's everywhere.