In my dream,
*** is a comely girl with
brown ponytail.
She plays piano.
a music aficionado indeed.
She sings hyme,
a sincere and honest prayer.
She is clever,
a dexterous and shrewd girl.
And,
she is a chaste and perfect girl I have ever met.
In reality,
*** is a well-informed boy with
black short hair.
He plays piano,
but not a music aficionado.
He sings song,
it is a school song.
He is diligent,
a hardworking and smart boy.
And,
he is an affable, extraordinary boy I have ever met.
Two of them,
with different characters,
with different genders,
both are special.
Will the destiny draw us together?
God knows.
(15th of May,2004)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem