the BRIDGE

People built a bridge to avoid the flood
People walk onto the bridge for hope
Every pieces of the nails will strong the structure
Connecting people into their future
Bridge will stands among the borders
Crossing the lands, sprays the sands, feel the wind of the land of mother
Bridge was meeting me with my lovely flowers
When the sun kiss the warm of the winter
Every steels have their own characters
Creating shapes, years by years and someday…
the bridge will come to its destiny
But love of the rivers
kiss of the winds
stings of the sun
will lead me back
to the bridge where I belong

(pictures absorbed from www.wallpaperpimper.com)

kiss!

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