Perhaps on a cool evening,
Because there happened to be a green leaf
blown by the wind and fell on my head,
I therefore want to try it once
Rifting while sitting on the green leaves!
I will choose a clear stream,
Follow the direction of the wind,
Towards the far side of the stream,
Drift .
There may be a strange fragrance of flowers along the coast,
There may be a clear and beautiful song of birds in my ears
——But I can’t stop,
Because I am drifting on the green leaves.
The creeks I choose usually do not have rapids,
but there may be surprises.
I couldn’t stand firmly on the leaf surface,
I had to sit down and grasp the veins of the leaf surface.
When the green leaves are about to sink,
I am always so lucky:
There will be a breeze blowing across the stream,
Smoothly hold up the green leaves,
to the front, and put them down.
I don’t know how much time has passed,
It seems like a long time
——Is my journey over?
But I can't stop,
Because I am drifting on the green leaves.
When the green boat was getting further and further away from the two banks,
I looked around,
It was just a piece of water, a piece of blue.
Seagulls flicked across the water,
The water stirred up had a salty taste.
Before morning came,
I reached the sea.
I had to start worrying,
Because all I could see was blue.
It’s too peaceful here, I think
It’s time for me to go back.
So I returned to the tree again,
The green leaves had fallen to my feet.
I bent down,
picked up the soaked green leaf,
and moved forward.
I was walking among the hurrying crowds,
No one knew what an unusual rafting experience I had just experienced
——A journey that only existed Travel in random thoughts.