Bed In Summer
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite thr other way ,
I have to go to bed by day .
I have to go to bed and see
The brids still hopping on th tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going pastme in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you ,
When all the sky is clear and bule,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

我什么时候想过春天了