Poetry about Campus Art Festival

Campus path

The path on campus,

Always emerge in silent dreams.

Is budding youth,

It's a childish impulse,

It was the whisper in the promise that night.

Don't say you are lonely,

In order to uncover long-forgotten memories,

Let the poetic dream of yesterday reappear.

Sleep late every day,

Looking for heaven in a dream.

Stop daydreaming!

Let time pass.

When you wake up,

Only then did I find the paradise I had been looking for.

-Very realistic.