A small piece, a tiny body,
You merge in a green sea,
Stand high, under others' shine,
Winds blow, you hold your hand so,
Rain down pour, you set your slope,
Let water down to low,
You take sunshine, yield milk,
Flow through all, nothing left for you,
Birds singing, you quietly dancing,
With breeze wind,
Warms eat you, you swallow all pain,
Until there is nothing,
Autumn come, change you know,
Winds is your pen, sky is you canvass, temperature is palette,
You draw, like an artisan,
You draw earth yellow,
You draw sky red,
You draw river brown,
Yellow, red, brown,
Brown, red, yellow,
Yellow, brown, Red,
You make world more fun!
天方叶
June 6, 2011