Tired of sleep but away from sleep, the window opened. Who was listening to the sound of leaving at night, flowers or trees or the leaves that had just landed? Was it tired? The light dancing leaves are spinning and Fanning, with a little bit of air flow, which seems to be gently rubbed by […]


In the morning, I was called by birds again. Seeing the fallen leaves outside the window dancing gracefully, it startled the autumn wind for a while. The scattered ferns were dotted in it, and the leisure of evacuation came into being. Therefore, I lit it with a cigarette, sat idle, listened quietly to the sound […]