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……
(在海边闲逛，我要一点一点地享受两个星期的自由。。。）
