- Splashing Ink
- Every green leaf …
- Svetlana Alexievich ~ 我還是想你，媽媽 ~
- Season’s Greeting with my best wishes
- The Independent Tree
- All good things come to an end
- A Hope…
- The leaves in the cold night
- My Best Season’s Greetings
- The scent in the night
- Give the blue sky back to us
- That which has no limit
- The Mirage
- Thank You…
Author Archives: NgTom
Every green leaf forms the components of hope, until they turn yellow and fall to reach their final destiny.
剩下心底苦笑 迎接夕陽紅霞 落日大道那片彩虹 依然記起 細風絲雨裡沒有堅持 浮來白雲 白雲沉去 穹蒼需要潔白 天地需要一個家 不必計算 不再吶喊 幾片落葉 一川流水 這樣等待就是永恆
// 世間好物不堅牢, 彩雲易散玻璃脆 //
A hope, in expectation and anticipation, is the longing and desire by the belief in the possibility of its occurrence; as in darkness, a dim light glitters along the path.
The scent reminds me that you have gone.
The mirage … a city skyscraper
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Ephemeral.” ……………. They blossom then wither, They fall on ground and become dust. ……………. 朵朵黃花盛開凋謝飄落地上碾作塵土
Dedicate this post to all blogs I follow, if I don’t read you blog recently, it is only because I don’t have enough spare time, for that I feel so sorry… Dedicate the last picture to Philosopher Mouse of Hedge