- 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…
- This is how I see the world
- The Spirit
Tag Archives: The Form of Life
The scent reminds me that you have gone.
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
With all kind of ill-treatment and wretchedness, languish in jail, a dissenter died shortly after detention. In this world, each kind of flower has its own beauty; a totalitarian regime has all different kind of wickedness.
For more about the festival: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheung_Chau_Bun_Festival
I think that this is happiness: Under the rosy clouds, mother and I enjoy a simple dinner. 我想這就是幸福: 在這片晚霞下, 靜靜地與媽媽吃一份簡單的晚餐. Mother’s day of Last year : https://ngyimhontom.wordpress.com/2012/05/15/the-cloud-passed-through-the-window-pane-on-mothers-day/
I am grateful to Disegni & Ritratti http://gabriarte55.wordpress.com/2013/03/22/un-saluto-a-hong-kong/ and all my blogging friends…
Recently, I had the pleasure to visit a children art workshop. I found their works so lovely. I post some of their works here to share with all of you. The young artists are ages 2-6.