Wandering on the beach,
I found a seashell.
It laid in the sand,
As if listening to the seagull's call.
I held it in my hand,
the seashell closed up disapprovingly.
So, in the ocean,
I put it back,
It opened within a sec.
Inside,
A figure, born like Venus,
Coming out in my childhood book.
The sea was rolling into the sky,
and, timidly,
the seashell moved on in front of my stare,
disppearing in nowhere.
"goodbye, my seashell..."
I sent a whisper in its ear……
(在海邊閑逛，我要一點一點地享受兩個星期的自由。。。）
