One of my poems

This poem is writen in jan 18.
                  the poem doesn't have title.
一夜风吹东南飞，
落叶满地翩花落。
白蒙一片何处伴，
唯有空寂一片愁。
落寂本是自然事，
奈何此时谁你我。
              why did i write this pome because that time i feel i with the tree the wind at the same problem that is loneliness/- -~hoho and this poem is not good because i m not the poet

The egg?

The picture is from google.
http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSFFzcGpimSJ1h8tBCZtmRLD6gmC-jkUfDnZI6SgkAvRYH0tSJv

When i was nine i always play a game that call:throw the stone.One day i with my friends went to a small wood,and we play the game,once the stone drooped down on the sand behind the trees,and we went to there,suddenly we saw many egg inside the sand ,we diged they, we were exciting in that time,and lately no one want to play the game and we came back home,when i got home,i took the egg off of my packet,and then i creaned the egg and i want to hatch the egg,as this time my father and my mother came back and they saw the egg they said:'how could you took the Rattlesnake back home that is very dangerous.''what,Rattlesnake,no this is egg.i fonded them from the wood.'i misdealt and said.'kid,these is really Rattlesnake,go out and throw them.'my father said,'ok'i just went out and throw them.- -so said.The egg?Rattlesnake?