The sound of bird chirping covers the entire beautiful garden,
The gorgeous most expensive nightingale dress wrapping over the body,
With the soft windy,
Feeling the calmness of breath and mind.
A shadow of a dark red creature stands still angrily in front,
The sight of open and closed mouth becomes faster,
The desire to know what the dark red creature is ranting,
Which will turn the calms before the storms.
Suddenly, there is the light that shining brightly towards me,
That makes me shrink both the eyes,
Until the hard yet soft object landing straightly towards my smooth forehead,
With speed faster than racing car.
The class that been quiet turns into the noisy laughs,
All the nice- looking classmate gave the thumbs up.
The swollen on my forehead keep beating hardly,
That makes me come back to reality,
O.M.G!
Did I just daydream on the first day of class?