Early spring scenery

Early spring scenery

In the morning, walking along the riverside road, the snow and rain gently hit my cheek, and said to me like spoiled: I’m coming! You welcome? I smiled and said nothing, but asked: why not welcome it. While walking, I replied to the rain and snow in my heart. There were few pedestrians on the

Live for a mood

Apricot flowers may, light fragrance as fat, day after day like quiet drops of water, dripping between fingers. What was left was gradually dried into imprints, wrapped in the heart and sealed into untouchable memories. Those simple or profound truths that are bound by life are always like secluded souls, controlling the mood. Don’t want