There is kind of mood called watch.
There is kind of happiness called
wait.
Like this,
I am standing beside the bank
of the river.
I use my camera to catch some
thing I see.
I use my heart to wait for
some one I love.
I throw my miss to the end of
the sky.
When I was upset
or depressed, I always drive to this river. It makes me feel peace.
This river is not
famous. So every time I come here, it always quite like no body knows its existence.
I am inspired by
the beautiful view of the river. So I write down this poem. Just some thoughts.
