When I walk on street, i see the maple leaves fall in the way of feathers do, I notice the smell of the peach trees, in the way that little children smell a spring roll, i touch the lines of the trees, i feel, The scratch on my fingers, I taste the greesy melting butter runnnig down my throat, i burst, I run up toward the cliff, and there i fall, dancing in the air, I know am alive, I see, smell, feel, and move, Thank God of all things 哈哈...第一次在這邊po我作的詩....not so great... 對了 這裡應該不是班版吧? is it? ok...希望還能接受? ^_^ --

※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: 203.145.137.226