poetry
Summer Wind
In the summer’s fervent, heated breath, The wind caresses, soft against my cheek. It speaks in whispers, tales of love and death, And leaves me lost, adrift, alone, unique.
poetry
hesitate
This is the explanation I have found
poetry
夏
我可否将你比作夏日
poetry
繁星
深夜
cs
This is my home aws gallery
aws gallery
life
Change It
Sometimes I really want to change everything but when I can see the good spring
