With You, With Me

When you gently come here, as if it was spring in my dreams.

When you gently leave here, as if you live in my drawn maze.

When the weather is magnificent during a sunset, we hold hands and feel the magic of nature.​

At low tide the beach is comfortable.

You and I listen to the big and small dogs around us.​

Years from now, this will it become a classic story.

When you gently leave here, I reluctantly let you go.​

When you gently come here, you fly away briskly.​​

Years from now will be our next adventure.

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^