Winter
Katie-Class 169
Everything slows down
Only wind
One after another
The light on the river
Reflects its own weight—
The repeated praise
Slows, slows on the move
In the end
Fall in love with a snow in the north
And love a snow-white face in the south.
August
Mandy-Class 169
August
Juvenile feelings.
Like balloon out of balance.
Fly to wide years
Years glow
Memories break up
August
I always believe
August is a season of realizing dreams
At the end of summer
I receive the best gift—the notice.
August
The neighborhood of the city.
Extend the lonely wound
In that way.
The confusing view
Lose focus or tears.
Artwork: 周晨