Sometimes ­
My sky is blue ­
Blue sky, White cloud ­
The most yearning free space ­
to be soaring in

Sometimes ­
Looking at ceiling ­
in a daze ­
As if I wanna outguess all ­
To seek an answer for myself

Sometimes ­
Taste a pot of tea ­
Like taste a stage of life ­
Have a think in flatness ­
Have an apperception in think ­
To ponder every aftertaste ­
All the bit of life

Sometimes­
Plant a pot of flower­
Feel charmed with the scent of flower­
Give a blessing to myself­
Await the garden is birght with flowering­
and is full of the scent of flower­

Sometimes­
Serve a delicate breakfast
to oneself
Let happiness wake up with the first sun ray
Everyone
do need to treat themselves better
To make life be more wonderful

Sometimes­
Lighten a single lamp for oneself
The mood in awaiting
Perhaps become a ghost warmer
Lighten a lamp
Missing a love
Awaiting a ghost of hope

Sometimes­
The afternoon sunshine in summer
give a ghost of reverie to people throught green shade
Which have become dribs and drabs in memory
Summer stories
Like the naughty sunlight
dodging the prevention of green leaves
Skipping in my mind

Sometimes­
Autumn wind blow away summer green with yellow
Like the moment when maple leaves separate from branch
Like the ignitus love snot of maple leaves
A leaf
A piece of love
People in autumn are busy in harvesting
While I am still looking for
a seed of hope to sow

Sometimes­
Winter bring away autumn emotion
The silver world conceals the innermost hot
Like the whirling snow
Maybe under the white sky
There are more space