Working together, handling the job well,
Each of us should be like a human cell.
Who knows the part what to do,
To make the next person's job easier, is a must, we always knew. We are really working for each other,
Twelve o'clock is here and I am ready for a walk,
Twenty minutes almost running around the block.
Looking at the beautiful flowering trees,
The flowers and plants each is a masterpiece. The light wind blows the springflower petals into my hair,
This life is just an illusion, where we are stuck for this moment,
In the next we will be out of it, without any comment.
Rich or poor, we all have our problems that we have to work out,
Each of us is on his/her way, alone, I have no doubt. Problems, sufferings, even happiness are just fragments of the mind,