Envious

Envious, children in the mountains

Adjacent to the mountain

In the morning, wake up by the birds

Stepping on the misty sun, stepping on the dew

Start, one day journey

Envious, child at the beach

Accompanied by the sea

At dusk, recalled by the sound of the waves

Facing the warm sunset, the waves of flowers

End, one day's itinerary

Fortunately, I am not a child in the city.

No screaming

No noise, noisy

There is no wind in the sky, garbage everywhere

Here, although there are no mountains, no sea

But there is peace and peace.

There are small rivers and woods, with flowers and fields

On the moon, the willows are light and faint.

Covered with a quiet village

The third day: fluttering mood