Ye Zhou's Poetry Creation 100 words

an ant

Climb the tree

The leaves have fallen.

In the river.

At this time, there is another boat in the world.

There is a little sailor sitting on it.

The sailor took the helm proudly.

When you are tired, just lie on the boat.

Leaf boat

Affectionate floating.

Leave a tree envious eyes.

I am like a sailor.

Enter a sweet dream.