Fresh air,
Wind...
blowing my hair,
the water moves front and back,
Just want to walk in it..
want to see the sky right above me,
sun too hot..
have to wear something about my knees,
running, laughing with my family and friends,
hoping this day will never end,
I just wish I could go to the beach
I am very happy to read and feel a lot of joy in myself.THANKS
yeah, beach is grateful, it's good for poetry, the sun isn't always hot, but if the weather wasn't cloudy, yeah, it would be hot. we should be as depth as the deep seas to be so wise. nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
NICE POEM AND IMAGES AISHA