Princeton autumn

                          Princeton autumn

 

The wind blowing in gusts ,

Streets covered with withered fallen leaves,flying again,

Rustled land,waving again,

A bleak autumn scenery.

 

Walking on the campus of Princeton University,

Rows of thick ,majestic ancient building complex,

I am amazed, how many elites have been created here,

Leading trend of tide, creating pace of human progress.

 

The original achievements these geniuses carried out,

Become models of the century,

Look up higher ‥ drill up profounder;

Even if intended to follow,no end to enter.

 

Don’t blame for the autumn alone,

I am a traveler、a vulgar,

Can’t catch the mystery of the small town and people,

Clouds and red leaves are separate too long,

 I left devout ,admired, and confused……

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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