The sunshine behind the dark clouds

The darkest hour before dawn,

Take you to a banquet in the mountains.

Nine bends and eighteen bends,

Amazingly fresh and obscure.

The top of the mountain has been invaded by exotic creatures,

Every upturned head looks in the same direction.

The windmill showed a vague outline in the dusk,

You jumped onto a high platform,

Staring at the sky is getting brighter and brighter.

The passion that is bursting out is covered by thick clouds.

The surrounding tide drowned out expectations.

The disappearing fog moistens your hair,

Fatigue is like a heavy textbook and a teacher's scolding.

The meaning of giving up makes you frown,

Unfinished games pull you back to your dreams.

Cheers pierced the silent air,

The passion of your peers will ignite you.

Flowers all over the mountain, you found the innocence of children,

Clever hands weave a rainbow.

Sad cries are sealed forever,

The embrace of the mountains is thick and warm.

A gentle smile is like the morning light,

The dark clouds in my heart were dispelled brightly.

The cool morning breeze gently lifted her silk scarf,

When you look up, you see light.

This poem, which doesn't look like a poem, is actually an assignment for a writing class:

It can only be said that the two pieces of old bacon, the class teacher and the teaching assistant, are too sentimental and chewy, and the assignments are so fresh and refined!

I struggled for a while, not knowing which photo to choose, picking and choosing, or choosing something to write.

This was taken when I took my nephew to Woong San to watch the sunrise in the summer vacation. This kid plays with his mobile phone every day, and I finally dragged him out.

At three o'clock in the morning, I struggled to get up and watch the sunrise. After a long time, I didn't come out and was shrouded in heavy clouds.

My nephew was stood up the first time he watched the sunrise. He looked disappointed, and the only gain was to eat a bucket of instant noodles in the dark and cold morning breeze.

On the way down the mountain, the sun broke through the clouds to show a smiling face, and the Gesang flowers all over the mountain were particularly attractive.

Get off the bus decisively, because it is still early and there are not many people enjoying the flowers. There is a feeling that this mountain has been contracted by us.

The silhouette in the distance is a kind aunt I met on the road. She is in love with her husband.

Aunt can take pictures of every scene, and uncle is happy to be a photographer!

Later, I heard that they got back together after divorce. In fact, second marriage may not be impossible to meet true love.

Aunt looks at flowers, little nephew looks at aunt who takes pictures, and I look at little nephew.

There is quite a feeling that "you are standing on the bridge watching the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs".

I hope the little guy can understand that dark clouds and sunshine are normal. When there are dark clouds, face them calmly and wait patiently, and the sun will definitely come out!