Every time I see a handstand standing in the water,
I can't help crying.
Maybe I shouldn't be so presumptuous,
Because, maybe in another world.
Sometime, somewhere,
Maybe he knows the truth and the truth,
And I am "anti".
Lotus Leaf Breeze Original Poetry Author: (America) Schell Silfversten
I asked zebra, are you happy most of the time and sad occasionally?
Are you black and white, or are you always sad and unhappy?
Or black stripes on a white background? Are you always neat and casual?
Zebra asked me, or are you used to trimming only occasionally?
You are a good man with bad habits. It asks questions over and over again.
Or do bad people have some good habits? I dare not ask zebra again.
How quiet are you when you are noisy? It's about stripes.
Or how noisy it is when it's quiet?