Painting summer

Rain to go to the world from heaven, there must be a reason for rain

Cicada is no longer tolerated loneliness, it must be

I have been in love with a jasmine for many years

Behind May, there are always soft fingers hidden in the creation

The brushstrokes of spring are getting old

How can a few pieces of rice paper stay in Yitan Bishui

How many times are you pretending?

Those who are more beautiful, the more you can't hold it, the more you can't hold it

So summer, just like I see you after the wind and rain

Facitive is the face of a teenager

But it's okay, as deep, there is always always on the fingertips

One petal heart fragrance

2024.05.03 Night