Travel to the rain
The time of training has not changed at all
The point of the collection is also not moving
I speak with all comrades
Stand upright
A basketball court where red and green meet
The sun was shining
White light after white light
It shines with the emeralds on the trees
The air is slightly relaxed
The teams line up vertically and horizontally
Move forward slowly
The crowd in front of them gradually thinned out
Only that remains
Bright and not dazzling sun
Breeze
Ripples in my heart
With me
A whole morning
All as bright as emerald