Lush leaves
The sun is waking up
There is a bee.
Chasing a sanitation truck.
Sometimes, the car is on the left and the bees are on the right.
Sometimes, bees are in front of the car and behind it.
At the moment of stay.
they
Overtaked me together.
Step 2 Measure the land
the sun rises
I measure every inch of land with my feet.
Someone used other tools.
A group of people came face to face.
Speak local spoken English
The city has expanded to here.
They know this land better than I do.
I am familiar with buildings on the ground.
They obviously know.
Every piece of dirt and dust in the past
I ran from here.
Like an instant wind in the forest.
Passers-by, or no trace?
They sowed the possible harvest.
I'm just looking for morning honey.
3. "Running-a kind of love"
Running is a hobby.
I believe more and more.
Please forgive me for being old.
Those feet
I want to prove that I am still young.
The urge to twist your ankle.
It does not let go of every wonderful place name.
Don't let go, every sunny morning
Ah, I want to go to the wild
Want to go, find
Ah, I want to look for it.
Looking for its inner goodness
I can't stop it.
More secrets were discovered.
For example, dew sticks to grass.
There is a tear at the end of each branch.
I think this must be the crystallization of love last night.
When the dawn comes, we will leave after all.
It's just that no one can bear to leave right away.
You, dewdrop
I only hope for the grass tip.
I was reluctant to give up for a long time.
It must be noisy in the Woods.
Birds gather here.
Just like the stars fell here last night.
When the sun shines here
These stars scattered in the forest suddenly flew.
My feet, walk through here.
It won't be stop for a minute.
It wants to find its lover.
Just like I used to
Know the person I love
Not far.
Where there is no love.
How can the footsteps stop?