Untitled recalls the high world when I was a child, and the road is long and indefinite. I went with my mother and mother-in-law, and my eyes were covered with sand and gravel flying.

Unexpectedly, ten years in a flash, the sea of things changed. It is full of years of climbing vines, but the descendants are smiling and riding the shade.

20 March 2017

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