Beijing 161 Wangfujing Hotel

a row of white birds settling on the wine

the aromatic smoke of cooking fires floating lazily aloft

the plane flew through the sky

leaving behind a white line

various snacks constantly filling eyesa barber at the roadside

waiting for some big talker

chatting about the daily life

assorted signs,fervidly Hi

the sun slanted through the glass window

the rainbow drops on the floor like

we creating life-book here

using colorful ink to write