Feel the cold in the noise.
After being quiet, I felt the heat.
There was no wind and certainly no rain.
Only the sun, and of course plants.
Like a machine of morning mist, it spreads over the house.
Like sweet dew blossoms and bears fruit in our soul.
Tuesday is also the last four days of 2022.
Tuesday is also my favorite time to stop on the road.
In such hot weather, the sound of birds creaking on the branches is really admirable.
Lying, sitting, standing, and thinking is like opening the refrigerator.
Singing and shouting with the ice and snow in winter.
