Short biking in summer

Taking Bob with me, passed through a familiar pathway towards the swimming pool. We went through the summer breeze in the late afternoon, scenery around looked a bit different. White washed walls looked brighter, sky above was half blue like the sea in Okinawa, and half mandarin orange like burning blame at the far edge. Anxiety in pureness.

I kept looking around and even looking at our back, while I knew I should only focus on the way ahead, as that's dangerous without seat belt properly fastened. But from when onwards does Bob have a seat belt? Suddenly, the evening breeze crooned this song in the air, perfectly matched with this summer fantasy, like a kiss on my ears.

甜蜜蜜　你笑得甜蜜蜜　好像花兒開在春風裡
開在春風裡在那裡　
在那裡見過你　你的笑容這樣熟悉我一時想不起　啊　

在夢裡

夢裡夢裡見過你　甜蜜笑得多甜蜜
是你是你　夢見的就是你

在那裡　在那裡見過你　你的笑容這樣熟悉
我一時想不起　

啊　

在夢裡