Walking in the vast underground
It’s like walking to the grasslands of Mongolia
A cloud of snow fruit like marshmallows Small river in the middle of the water
Can’t find the shadow of the ducks calmly We just walk slowly on the path
With a smile on my face, I take the initiative to say hello
Follow my fellow
I also forgot the tiredness of the day
The bird on the telephone pole is watching the sunset go home
The slim bamboo has entered the primary school campus
Car tires turned into kids’ slides
The sound of children’s movement is heard in the distance
Parents sit in their cars and wait for them
Echoing a long past childhood
It is our experience of growth
Meet the intersection of southeast and northwest at the corner
Walk into the store like a child
When coming out
Holding an ice cream in hand
When held in the air
The whole heart is dancing
This summer
We bond again
“Slow Horseshoe”
