With a steaming heat
An afternoon of rising heat
On the asphalt of a parched city
An unexpected downpour
It pours out with a refreshing coolness.
Often stopping in his tracks
Leaning unconsciously against the eaves,
Just lift your eyes
I even imagine a torn umbrella.
Instead, it was a cup of coffee.
Hungry from the thirst of street trees
Sighs in life
As if soaking you thoroughly
Finally, it feels quite fresh
They are crowding in with cries and cries.
I was walking absentmindedly,
Every Feeling Alienated
Digging into the alleys and corners,
Between the startled and flustered moments
Whistle the air.
Before I knew it, for refreshment,
It’s just a cool dessert.
The clock clicked, hesitating
From the more distant bird mice drowning in the water,
She brings out smiles one by one.
The murky heat of midday
Even if I could have turned away for a moment,
All the gazes we meet
From sluggishness to vitality
It was a reminder of the sunshine.