Mother And Father Land

Standing on the balcony,

I saw my girl;

Standing between the cracks of the rock,

Floating with my ocean;

Standing at the intersection of the city,

Met an old friend I haven’t seen for many years;

Standing on the country road,

I became soulmate with my pencil;

Standing in the distant desert,

Dreaming of roads I have never walked;

Standing under the autumn maple tree,

Holding a novel and kissing the world.

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^