Teacher’s Nagging Poetry

The smoke of the high school entrance examination has not cleared yet

But it gave me a home called "Shiba"

Classmates in junior high school

They each changed their families

What never goes away is the impulse of youth

The naughty figure

Casual play

Youngness The young man

Will he still have that flawless smile

Busily rushing for exams

No more nagging advice

From now on

The high school entrance examination has become a memory

The door of Shiba is very wide

But her charming figure is always closed

Like water Looking at the moon

Standing on the flowing road

I stared closely at the smiling faces

But I still couldn’t see them all

Actually

I just want to be one of you

Finish my high school dream

Tomorrow

I will walk into that The school I yearn for

Use my three years of youth

Meet this rushing footsteps

I will no longer be alone

It will start again A new round of nagging

Nagging