It is urgent to continue writing poetry.

Strange place

Except me, a little soldier,

Who dares to climb the cherry tree and look out?

I held the trunk tightly in my hand,

Look around this strange place.

The river that laughs at dimples is flowing.

I was desperate,

I have been sad countless times,

I have no one to share my happiness and sadness,

I had to hold back my tears,

Transform the earth and pursue dreams.