It takes about 5 words to write a small poem to express my feelings about summer vacation.

The wind, gently blowing

clouds, slowly floating

trees, standing

leaves, quietly shaking

cicadas on the trees, tirelessly singing

the breeze coming from the face, with a little smell of earth

Time unconsciously flows past

me, sitting quietly. Does coming to an end

mean that my junior high school life is about to begin

Does it mean that I can't be so playful in the future

Does it mean that my childhood is really going to be over

Maybe ...

I only know

This summer vacation,

It was the last time I was so crazy

It was the last time I was so indulgent

As soon as this summer vacation is over,

My study life will really be on the right track

I will really Say Good Bye to "children"

I will say goodbye to willfulness

I will be crazy

I will do nothing ...

I will really say goodbye. What a sacred word!

Once, I was so eager to grow up.

Now, I'm afraid.

The fact is in front of me.

I have to accept it.

I ask myself again and again

Don't,

Am I really going to grow up?

This summer vacation is

unusual

really unusual ...