Apr 2017
On the lightly scarlet skies of April
All bright pink petals scattered as they seem
Under the Peach tree I opened the seal
Drawing different bridges to a dream
Across are various majestic temple,
Behind are the footprints of the past,
Inside are those long beloved people ,
Around are pink petals that fall so fast
As I take foot, the wind blows massively
The chimes clamor and the river rages
But still look as it shines the scenery
Beyond complexity of the ages
Whatever bridge my comrade cross I look back still
To see the beauty of the Autumn in April
All bright pink petals scattered as they seem
Under the Peach tree I opened the seal
Drawing different bridges to a dream
Across are various majestic temple,
Behind are the footprints of the past,
Inside are those long beloved people ,
Around are pink petals that fall so fast
As I take foot, the wind blows massively
The chimes clamor and the river rages
But still look as it shines the scenery
Beyond complexity of the ages
Whatever bridge my comrade cross I look back still
To see the beauty of the Autumn in April
This poem is dedicated most especially to this month of April that tomorrow will soon to last. And also for all my friends and classmates that as we step another path of our journey leaving is just one chapter just like the Autumn in April. Though only few read this on facebook may you appreciate it
