A hazy breeze suddenly blew that summer...
The feel of that breeze I can never get over...
Its been twenty years
Still I wait for that breeze to blew again through the woods
Where I once lost..

On my every words
The breeze response was a 'smile' or 'silence'
And I bother not to say, 'speak'

I lost in the alluring smile of that breeze..
That still float...