Watery year

The train whistling,
Pass me by,
Just like time.
Just like water, it’s not merciless.
Just slipped over,
No chance,
No turning back,
No friendship,
No rest,
Only memories,
Only a little bit of chaotic memory.
Like water,
Just like there is no room for water,
Pass by with you.

Wuhu, Hubei, Hubei, Hubei, Hubei, Hubei, China, fifth grade: stars in the rain