(&.. 20.02.): Standing on the lake bridge, the lake is broad. “today's park consider stolid, breath of wind continues to wander here and there. Hitting every article in prow of it.” 


ㅤㅤㅤ I, Th’ sunbeam began to fade, leaving
ㅤㅤ  behind a rackety  presence  (‘⅋.. ? ) Along,
ㅤㅤ the faint moonlight tread on the heels of it.


ㅤㅤㅤ▸   ㅤ... ⓘ :  vol, I.ㅤㅤ peace of mind.


    ┃ Th’ bloom, as well as the sapling and their
    ┃ frond swayed because of the passing wind.


  March 28th, 20.02.    ..  `Beauty of nature, green landscape. “Something I actually think well of.”    Standing on the bridge while breathing fresh air. This kind of situation doesn't come every day in this park. But, I wanna repeat a day like this every day.

        
          Memories:   ✱ Mid-night.. 🎥
   “時間..” Inked (’Time with Coffee.)
   Writing From Hands Full Of Love.
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the beautiful night atmosphere and a soothing song sounded in the ears. seeing the corner of the city at tonight, the beautiful can not be said. the warmth of coffee makes the mind more calm as if this world has no problem, Calm down everything.

          The Rain Rushed (..Write’)
        Paper。:   ‣   Calm Original 📷
                        Est 1987 ’s. 
                Blank-Sheet Ink Pen

Beautiful poetry about night that is full of peace as if there is no problem. Open because of anything, but because the noise has just been thrown away.

📷    •    🎥    •    📼

Beautiful-Dark-Midnight:
(’Cold but still warm, how? Because accompanied by a cup of coffee that helped win this noisy mind.)