Poetry/Kim Su-jeeh
Pedestrians on the road hurried to,
Time is busy,
Quietly flowing like water.
The seasons turn from green to yellow,
My heart
Stretch out into the distance with time.
Looking at the bright starry sky,
Twinkling with a little bit of sadness,
Who can tell me,
Is your direction warm or cold?
I've been waiting for so long,
Still just full of desolation,
you
Can't open a green window!
Camel bell sound,
Reflecting the desolation in the heart,
Can not see you
The diary is full of you!
Thinking of you,
Time is thin into autumn yellow,
There is no enticing spring light in front of you!
The imagination that is beautiful because of you,
Now they are all anointed,
But still,
Thinking of you,
Habit has become the past!
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