There is a face I long forever

With one touch tingles a finger

A face forested with scratchy timber

There is a voice I wait always

With one call waters my eyes till todays A voice heated with summer’s daze

There is a hand I hope eternally

With one feel makes me fall asleep certainly A hand so friendly

There is a scent always yearned but never yened

Forgotten by time

Unachievable by chance

There is a butterfly freed from stance

Might it have been

as sweet as a honey tower Might it have been

as fresh as a bloomed flower Might it have been

as peaceful as a sunlight shower

Unforgettable still forgotten

Lovable

yet not able to love

You

we’re just the same

Like mirror minds in a frame

The way we talk, the way we fight

Your words are too close, too right

Your advice is not like a lace

But in the end it finds its place

You always do your best

You think of me more than the rest

You are a root I am a tree

Your love has always set me free

Our dreams intertwine

So I want to make yours mine

Monday, I’ll wake up right

But it is always, ten more minutes

plans feel big to me before the light

Tuesday dinner, we talk too much

Wednesday is just too much

Papers, tests, my brain on mute

Thursday walks, my songs know me 

I love steps in my way

However, sky is little gray

Friday burns like Mala

The taste says, “ You did alright.”

Every new repetitive week comes

But I still carry all the old me too.

After I became a student of my school..

first, My friends.

I love their smile and talking with them.

When I'm with my friends, my worries are gone away.

Second, School lunch&dinner.

When my belly watch sounds chimes, the best cooks offer me the best menu.

Finally, night study time.

I love the atmosphere that everyone are studying hard.

When I stare my classmates, I inspired them to study.

I'm so lucky that I could meet these things.