Boys' modern poetry

A boy

didn't smile after school

looked at the adults who picked up the children

You were squatting or standing or dragging your schoolbag

Then I came

This was our first meeting

You weren't timid. But I'm not enthusiastic

and then I drag your schoolbag

and you walk in front

expressionless' Look back

and then walk quickly

like an athlete walking

I chased hard behind

and went back to a classroom

You took out your books

and wrote your homework

No, you asked me

Like asking your own teacher

I told you patiently

Then you got it < The boxes were

put in the schoolbag orderly

ran to the corridor outside

played games with those children

You were lively and happy

After playing for a while

you said "Teacher, I'm leaving"

Finally, I put on my heavy schoolbag

The corners of my mouth rose slightly ...