Fifteen classmates from MIS,
This morning we set out on a class trip,
Driving all the way to Zoumase,
Four quarters of an hour to Yujing.
Few tourists, plenty of space,
The park is quiet on a weekday,
No need to rush for rides,
Usually no one uses them.
A few ostriches stare at you,
Water buffaloes roll in the mud,
Horses shake their heads eating feed,
At the petting zoo, people relax.
Pulling the bowstring, trying archery,
Everyone competes, endless fun,
Acrobatic show with cancan dance,
Clapping hands, cheers sent forth.
Chicken wings, sausages, salted pork,
Corn, clams, golden mushrooms,
Stomachs growling, hungry as wolves,
Lunch barbecue, three grills lit.
By chance met five nurses,
A flirting squad sets out,
Finally a group photo, leaving emails,
Jiabin laughs heartily at the dining spot.
Full bellies, we wander freely,
The green meadow is quite comfortable,
Roads lined with green shade,
Trees swaying in the wind.
Water activity: bumper boats,
Little boats collide, see who loses,
Twenty balls for practice swings,
A bit of golf in the afternoon.
Checking the watch, it's already late,
Decision to pack up and head back,
But thirsty, want some ice cream,
Yujing mangoes are a must.
An ice shop by the roadside on the highway,
Shaved ice to cool off, and ice island,
Topped with mango ice cream,
One bowl each, just right.
A souvenir photo before leaving,
Set off on the way back to school,
Motorcycles and cars all on the road,
Highways and freeways, speeding freely.
Back at the familiar lab,
Lie down first to take a nap,
Wake up and as usual record the trip,
Adding another beautiful memory.