After you named it
Never met again.
Looking for it by thousands.
You screamed at the top of your lungs.
Without a trace.
Its friends are all split-minded
Lie to you 10 thousand times
Make you believe that it has been renamed.
Mother told the baby who was learning English.
Its nickname
He called at once.
It responded enthusiastically.
Where is it?
It ran to read a book.
He can also read.
He and it are turning pages.
A trace of tenderness in mother's heart