Feeling are like Black paper No one knows what to do with it And want to do something that's complicated Then let it stay Black That seems more Fresh Than the the written paper Because written papers are expectations And expectations are not feeling So, it's better to be Blank paper
We were hidden in small umbrella The rain was touching ous The wind was pulling our Umbrella We hold the umbrella Bought it near ous We both got near each other We looked at our face And the rain stopped The red orange sky When the sun set had a while We just found Eachother in an Dark red umbrella
Aprendizaje paso a paso, grabaciones de voz para compartir y recordatorios de repaso.
