i really don’t know when i buy this ticket

since how long i am sitting beside this window

scenes change rapidly 

fruity farms, blooming gardens, roaring rivers

bubbling springs and splashing waterfalls

storms and hurricane blast against this window pane

dry and thirsty deserts where

the fiery sun nearly burn my soul

high mountains deep oceans

many years came and passed

seasons changed

blushing blossoms 

ripening berries 

crying clouds far and wide

boughs shed their greens

then blanketed themselves with snow

again fog comes and seasons changed

but it does not stop

it is moving continuously

with the same momentum

i am very tired now


when will this tiresome journey ends

still sitting beside this window

how long do i have to sit 

i really don’t know


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韩瑞雅 Han Rui Ya

Loves learning, reading, writing and teaching.

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