
/one week after
"All kids. I want you to gather the task that I gave you last Sunday." after Bu Jia said like that all the disciples immediately gathered the task.
Junku and Akira gathered the last because the collection was done in order of the table of the disciples. So Bu Jia could figure out who didn't do the job yesterday.
"Well, since everything is collected now I want you to read the poem you made in front of the class." "Mom will call your name at random. If anyone is caught cheating from the internet then it will be legal."
"The gem of reciting poetry today is.... Akira. Akira please come forward." "Good Mom." "The title of my poem is 'TEST THE DEW'."
"TRANSFER TO THE DEW"
I'm not a perfect person
Because of what I did
Always wrong in front of you
Always wrong in your heart
I'm just dew
It is formed from water vapor
This cry of the eye
Only in the morning
I won't hurt
I'm next to you
Want to see you happy
Don't want you to get hurt
If you are happy
Let me go
It's someone else's impingement
And I'll be back
Just be your warmer
When the rain has filled your heart
"Sekh thank you."
Junku's Perception
'When Akira recited his poem, why could I feel something so painful?' ask in the heart. 'When Akira sits down again, I'll ask him why his poetry is so profound.'
"Well, that poem of yours, how does it seem to carry a little of your feelings?" junku asked after Akira returned to sit beside him. "Eh, not really. It's just..secret." she replied. "Ok that's it.". 'It turns out to be true, there was something he was hiding but he was not consciously displaying it as he read his poem earlier.'
After all the disciples were summoned, only Junku remained who had not read his poem. "Well, the unread poem belongs to Junku. Junku please go ahead and read your poem." "Good Mom."
"The poem I'm going to read is titled 'SANG PENA' may you be entertained."
"THE PEN"
Night's back
Invites me to imagine
Without fear and fatigue
Every scratch is created
Seeing you laugh
In the dark of the soul
Because the heart is wounded
But on the other side
The moody moon saw me
Because of this torment
Seeing the departure of your heart
Star with my dark night
The sound of the night wind is like the melody of the heart
Shake the pen beautiful
Forming a work
In this peaceful darkness
A piece of memories
In the bond of a heart
There's no interference
The night wind is getting stronger
Make the pen strokes increase
In silence tonight
The pen is imagining again
With the light of the moon smiling
Seeing the spirit of the pen
Which adds a work
The star is affected by the pen
Finished already pen working
Works for his heart
In this sacred book
Partially unite the heart
"Thank you now." All the female students in the class to the point of tears because of her poetry, even Bu Jia also shed tears. No exception for the male disciples, they only gawked in unexpected ways, in the brand class there was a very talented person.
"Junku, is that your poem you made yourself?" ask Bu Jia. "Yes ma'am, I made my own poem with the rock of the night and the moon star. Only they can accept me, in my association in the world." Bu Jia was even surprised by what Junku revealed.
Akira's Perception
'Why is Junku's poem so touching? How did he do it?' akira asked in his mind. "Hey Akira, you're okay, right? Why do you keep talking?" asked Junku who was already sitting on his stool back.
"I'm fine." replied Akira accordingly. 'Why do I care so much about him these few days? Maybe I like him? Ahh, there's no way I like him.' asked Akira in his heart.
When the break bell rang, everyone went to the cafeteria or gathered in front of the class to chat. But not for Junku, he walked with a book to his school library. The quietest place during the break.
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