推 spacedunce5:like 3rd line 11/21 18:55
推 majun: 11/23 18:51
Where may I find you,
You Friday school boy?
You stand on the bridge and behold the sun.
What thought do you bear?
I see your soul strides through the rays
To the golden dome of May.
Upon the clouds, wrapped in gold,
A paradise Fantasy made.
Your face to the city rejoice,
Lighted with hope and wish.
O how I want to jump in your mind,
Like a naive, carefree fish!
Yet I stop and turn away clean,
I’m in the Reality the sea.
Yet I turn again and glance at the uniform
Carved with the name of me.
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