Here is the third one, she is my third... she is now 19, sweet nineteen...

She has bright round eyes..

Her memories clear and bright..

She is witty and sharp..

She is born in the month of July...

A memorable date..

Where Chinese people pray and dine..

Dance and worship the dead..

With whole ducks or boars roasted ..

Well, she is a Da Vinci type..

Inquisitive, innovative, creative..

She is another champion in arts..

She can draw human figures...

She is born with healing hands..

Her strength and warmth of her hands..

Feeling and groping at the precise spots..

Kneading and massaging away discomforts...

She is a rare jewel..

She can see auras above your heads..

She can persist and insist till you say yes..

She can make ways straight into your hearts..

In her dictionary,

there is no word impossible..

She speaks her heart,

sometimes, her father have to listen..

She speaks her heart,

she is more than mature..

She speaks her mind,

she cares and is loving..

But it is difficult

to ask her to do her work..

Stubborn in her own ways..

But never a problem to all of us...

Her flame, her anger..

Is just like her, giving sparks..

Only then, the storm resides..

Lightnings no more, just rainbows...

She has her own plans..

She burns her midnight oil..

Her mind storing chemistry equations..

Or mathematical challenges, no problem..

She is a science student..

She is gentle and amiable..

But not to step on her 'tail'..

She will leave a hot trail... haha..

No fights, no gains..

No tears, no improvements..

No venture, no gains..

She is a someone you will like...