Spring
Text/Wang Qiaoying
Sit still in the early spring against the distant sky, and the poetry of the mind animation flows east.
Thinking about the rain outside the window, the green mountains and rivers look forward to the rainbow.
Spring
Text/Wang Qiaoying
Sit still in the early spring against the distant sky, and the poetry of the mind animation flows east.
Thinking about the rain outside the window, the green mountains and rivers look forward to the rainbow.