Modern poem "Fireworks on Earth"
I think ...
Only people in China smell of fireworks.
This is a nation full of fireworks.
At sunset.
Go home in a hurry
Dim street lamps
Warm lights in the distance
JaeHee is buzzing in every kitchen.
All kinds of appetizing smells come to the nose.
My stomach is growling.
Speed up the pace of going home.
The smell of those scallion frying pans.
Can't go into the alley
What did you do at home?
Can't stop guessing.
The lovely fireworks in this world
Is the biggest dream of survival.
A home without fireworks
It will also break up.
Excitedly pushed open the door.
Look at the richness of the watch.
My stomach finally settled down.
life
This moment is also settled.