When listening to the blue sky, can you notice my secret?
Smiling blue sky, sunny waiting across my mood. . . . . .
When I met my youth, every blue color was my words. . .
On a sunny day, my quatrain o(∩_∩)o ... haha laughed.
I dipped in the blue of nature and wrote about the youth hanging in the wind. . . . . .
(It is purely original, I wonder if it meets the requirements? )