A story of small town

 

This tranquil、 peaceful town，

Landscape has not changed much，

A majestic park woods in front of my windows，

Golden sun shines on leaves and sparkles．

 

Woods sway and rustle，

And dripping of rain can wash away mortal troubles？

Snows in harsh winter cover in sleek silver world，

 Parks grassy and floral ，scattered with kids playing laugh，

 

My favorite towering ancient trees like as straight stones，

And all giants ravaged by Super Hurricanes have not been defeated，

Yet，go through more tests of insects and snows，

So-called superb town is also the name of trees．

 

Houses and gardens dotted

Outline a typical American lifestyle，

And is a concrete 〝American dream〞?

Old site of luxurious Gold Coast mansions，

Story of「The Great Gatsby」occurred here，

You know the greed、degeneration and ugliness of 「Roaring Twenties」.

 

Trod traces ，left memories ，

Although my story is not much，

But biggest change is my lost years.....

This town story will pass down forever‧