The wings were high,still feet to the ground.
Couldn’t see anything but ears heard the sound.
Everything seems fetish all around.
Flying up in the sky, the mountains passed,
The river may be wide but still can be crossed.
No hurdle is stronger to get depressed.
I fell down like leaves because it was autumn,
It taught me to bounce back high if I hit the bottom.
Now back to the 9th Cloud everything seems phantom.
Nova99
nostalgic feelings 