Whenever there is the sun there is the shadow, and I'm always enjoy playing the shadow game. This time I'm the sundial.
Blooming plants and flowers are always have the magic power to make people suddenly enlightened.
Willows swim in the breeze like flowing skirt of girls what is more than ethereality and whirling.
Snail carries its heavy shell, step by step going forward. Maybe it's slowly, but someday it will arrive.
Without branches and leaves foil to the super moon, perhaps it will take as a street light.