WRITINGS
SONGWRITING
Singapore Youth Festival: Youth Station 2018
I Believe - Evergreen Secondary School
Getting chords right
Getting instruments tight
While the spotlights shine
It's gonna be fine
Steps to memorise
With classes that collide
Steps engraved to my soul
What we see is our goal
The notes, the chords, the melody
The barriers we broke through bravely
The goals ain't hard to meet
It's time we take the lead
It runs through my blood
My faith and youth
It's everlasting
I proudly believe
It brings on the faith
We have in you
It's never-ending
I truly believe
We strum the strings
We hit the beats
Our ribbons flowing
Night and day scripting
At times we just need a shoulder to lean
Get back up as one we strive to succeed
Together as one we hit the beat
Prove it, we are worth believing in.
National Schools Xinyao Singing and Songwriting Competition 2018
创作组（公开）无忧的童年 - Evergreen Secondary School
想要一台 时光机
直奔回到那无忧年纪
怀里抱着蜡笔小新
童话故事紧握在手里
那年我们小小年纪
虽然看似受不了打击
靠着努力证明自己
坚定信念地寻找光明
已长大 回不去了
又何必苦苦埋怨着
一起努力 说好的
明天 只属于我们
可惜没有时光机
现在生活也只剩冷冰
现在回想也没有意义
无忧童年只成了过去
如今我们长大了
虽然生活忙碌着啊
今天我们站在这呢
屹立不摇地努力着
望着镜子里的自己
不禁回想经历的风雨
几十年来的时间孕育
感谢有你的一点一滴
如此永青
Evergreen Secondary 20th Anniversary
(Unpublished)
黑配绿脚上踏
河水似年华流淌
草坪如心如此宽广
纸和笔促成鸳鸯
天还朦胧 别上勋章
你领我展翅翱翔
笑容如星如此灿烂
格子裙飘飘 逍遥自在
尊重正直责任进取
依然深深刻在心底
如此深情热血的土地
是他是你将我们联系
如此意义非凡的典礼
绿黄旗帜缓缓升起
在这小小兀兰邻里
见证你威武地伫立
黑配绿脚上踏
二十年恰似流星
如此短暂如此辉煌
桌椅一对对成双
天还朦胧 揭开面纱
我愿你再创辉煌
笑容如花齐并绽放
格子裙飘飘 逍遥自在
偶尔合唱的生日歌
疲惫却振奋的四米二
期待九点上课的星期二
橘黄拍照墙 还记得么
天还朦胧 揭开面纱
我愿你再创辉煌 再创辉煌
PARAGRAPHS
路边一棵棵树绿发飘逸，
随着一阵阵风舞动着。
天空套上黑白渐层的编织毛衣，
与温暖的太阳道别。
寻食家鸦归巢，望我似它如愿返乡。
我渴望在环绕的车鸣声中听见您喊我归乡，
迷失在沧海中只为寻您的会心一笑。
习习凉风催了谁入眠，
又露了谁睡眼惺忪的面庞。
天为谁留的泪，我不晓得，
只期待它再次为你我染上七彩。
其实 你不知道一场雨
能夺走几条性命
促成几段恋情
使哪位硬汉猛地柔情
几位骑手坐在亭子里
拒绝一笔又一笔的订单
因为， 家有妻小。
几位骑手仍冒雨前行
因为，家有妻小。
她那双眸，那眼神，好熟悉。其中看似充满了坦然，却参透这一丝无奈。她就这么躺在病床上，任由病魔摆布。她望着窗外，正在散步的他，又望着正在下棋的他们。那眼神充满了好奇与羡慕。她望着他们，而我，望着她。
我认识和她好相似的人，已故的人。某天晚上，其实好几个晚上都是这样，我们在客厅用餐，她在房里痛得呻吟。阿姨，婶婶，和我母亲到她房里，给她换上尿不湿。她们把门关上了。那一扇门，是她最后的尊严，是我们对她的尊重。
毕业季
今后便少了缘分促成的遇见
更多了因思念而强求的相见
相知相惜的两条交叉线
遇见，便渐行渐远
即使忽近忽远
也回不了那唯美的交叉点
Matthew's wife, Aqila sheds her 4-inch stiletto heels in relief and drags her feet wearily to the couch. Matthew follows behind. Her neck, white and velvety smooth, is too alluring for him to handle. He took a stride forward and grasps her neck with his elbow. Aqila screams in silence and eventually loses her consciousness. Belted on the toddler high chair, Jon's eyes widen in fear. "It's you next", Matthew whispers as he picks up a white cloth from the couch. He folds it in alignment as he takes gentle steps towards Jon. The chair restricted Jon's movements, leaving him nowhere to go.