Puisi Di Musim Gugur / Hello Jadoo Bahasa Indonesia

The last leaf of this tree fell... ...when the season's wind blew through my hair. That wind then entered an empty space in my heart. That's a good poem, Minji. This poem is not like the one written by an elementary school kid, full of feelings. Thank you. I'm just trying to express my feelings. Please give a round of applause for Minji. Jadu, can I show you a very good poem? I'm sorry, Minji. But to be honest, I don't really like poems. I'm also not good at feeling sad, or melancholic, or feeling anything. Jadu, do you think liking poems is sad? Of course. Just thinking about it makes me sad. Okay, I won't feel sad in front of you. Minji! The sky is full of emptiness. Like an arrow, the bird can pierce it. See you later. Did you see that, Minji? It looks like Minji went home first. Why? It's okay. Oh yeah, do you also feel sad when the season's gone? I really like the season's gone because it's beautiful and cool. I don't feel anything but being hungry. Then, why do you look so different? Maybe I became sentimental. Became sentimental when the season's gone? Dad, do you feel sad when the season's gone? I only feel sad when something bad happens. Did something bad happen when the season's gone? What? What did you do this time? Do you need money? I didn't do anything bad, but I always need money. Go ask your mom. Mom, do you feel sad when the season's gone? I don't have time to feel sad. I'm even busy thinking about it. I'm also not sentimental when the season's gone. Actually, I used to be like that too. The season's gone and all that, how does it make people become a poet? Mom, I know poetry. You understand that, right? Yes, poetry is something you read with your heart. Poetry is a short writing that moves your heart. If you share your feelings, you'll be entertained. A short writing to share your feelings. Hi Mindy, good morning. I think I understand what poetry is. What? A short writing to share your feelings. Right? I want to show you a poem that I like. If you have time later. This is a poem that I really like. It's touching, right? It moves your heart, right? You have to be healthy if you want to work hard in the season's gone. It's touching, right? Now, I'll make you feel clean inside. It will definitely entertain you in the season's gone. Mindy! I think our feelings are different. I want to go home. Mindy! You showed all of that to Mindy and said it's poetry? But you said a short writing is poetry. Not all short writing can be called poetry. Those words don't express people's feelings. Then how can I make Mindy feel better? Just write a poem for her. Poetry isn't that special. If you write it honestly, then it's poetry. If I write it honestly, then it's poetry? Season's gone. Alright, I've got the title. Now, I'll start writing. I need some ideas. Season's gone. No, no. Season's gone. Hey, Jadu. Do you want to play soccer with us? What's wrong? What's wrong with Jadu? No way. What's wrong with season's gone, Mincy? I don't know what to write. I really don't know what season's gone is. That's so funny. Whatever. Whatever I think. Are you sure? What do you mean? I have to put this in the class. Maybe she's recovered. Jadu is healthy. So she can fight the disease quickly. This is Jadu's writing book. What is she writing? What is it? Title, Season's gone. Season's gone. Who are you? Why are you making my friend sad? Go away, Season's gone. If you keep being like that, the cold season will come and freeze you. Jadu. Mincy. I'm sorry. I won't stop with you. It's okay, Jadu. I know how you feel. It doesn't hurt at all. How I feel? This. When you read it, it's just a line. Of all the poems I've read, this one makes me the happiest. I know how much you worry about me. Is it true? I'm embarrassed. Lately, I've been really sad. Right? I don't know. It's okay. It's the season's gone. So I understand. I'm sorry, Mincy. Your eyes are getting bigger. I said it's okay. Are you sure? I'm sure. Hey, friends. Let's play again. What are they talking about? Hey, what are you doing? Throw the ball. What should we do? Yeah. Jadu, Mincy. What are you going to do? And which team do you want to join? Who cares about this or that? Who cares if the roots of the trees are bent? Oh my god, what do you mean? You have to choose a team so we can play soccer. This is too much. Then we'll just choose Jadu. That's not fair. If that's the case, I have no choice. Mincy, join my team. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, my bones will turn to dust and my soul will go. My heart will still belong to my lover. What are you doing? Friends, watch out for the ball. Kura kura kura kura, take out your head. If not, I'll kill you. What are you talking about? Kura kura. Kura kura kura kura, take out your head. If not, I'll kill you. They're reading poetry.