A Drop of Dew

I am a dewdrop at dawn

Perhaps my life will be clear and fleeting

Meeting you is a kind of happiness

Why, then, does it make me want to cry?

I am a dewdrop at dawn

I would gladly become a single tear

If I could become a beautiful note in your heart

Then let that be my final destination, dancing on the breeze----(Dewdrop)

This is my first time writing. If it's not very good, please don't throw bricks at me. Throw tofu instead!

When I woke up, oh! I'd become a young lady! What? How? Had I transmigrated? Had I read so many transmigration stories that my brain was muddled? Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. I might as well enjoy the trip! Hahaha!