Jane H. Hu
Click here to listen to Dream Shattered It's not surprising I should see you there
In that white shirt; you smile so handsomely.
Like silver bells, she giggles flirtingly;
I know you visit those girls who live there,
In the student's guest room, light shines on your hair:
No trace of sadness, you laugh happily.
In floating skirt, I pass by silently;
My heart asks: have you seen me? Do you care?
The setting sun, like dreams and love, will fade