Joyride over Bridge
At the dawn on the rainyday,
sun popedup , like skyblushes with shy.
Breezes seize bike,
It seems To reveal strange,Wind drives us.

AtEyesight,Bridge decorates with white
Dominance over the regular white
as move closer , goosebumps upright
it seems the way reaches to paradise.


As i Enter bridge,my mind remains...