If our cities were orchards;
our flats tree huts,
decorated with cherry blossoms
and perfume of jasmine flowers;
our highways babbling brooks,
surrounded by choirs of birds;
and love the universal language;
bridges would be redundant
‘cause we all ‘d be connected
Soul to Soul
WOW i want to imagine that, and when its autumn...woooo it super beautiful, no pollution but nature touch, wow loved it :) i am lost in this imagination...by the way i guess the hut house i had was on fruit tree, a tree with different kinds of fruits hahahahahaha :)
Nature! 'Surrounded by choirs of birds'. Thanks for sharing.
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I would like to translate this poem
Hahahahahaha since you are considered as Malaysian now, so pleaseeee enjoy durian..you gonna love it: P yum yum yum