Who Am I By 61220Phoebe

I am Phoebe, daughter of Taiwan

I hear the birds singing

I see the flows blowsing

I want to fly in the sky

I am Phoebe, daughter of Taiwan

I  know the autumn is coming

I touch the cold steam

I worry Taiwan will disappear

I am Phoebe, daughter of Taiwan

I dream about swimmung in the biggest lake

I hope to run on the broadest glassland

I am Phoebe, daughter of Taiwan