Tap on the door of poetry and wander in the garden of poetry. Our life is not only colorful, but also full of poetry.

In my most beautiful moment

for this reason

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.

Buddha made me a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

Under?the?sun

Carefully full of flowers.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

When you get close,

Listen carefully

Trembling leaves

This is the passion I am waiting for.

When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.

On the ground behind you

My friend,

Not falling petals

But my withered heart.