When I was young, crouching in bed on winter mornings, I liked watching the flowers of ice on the windows. There, I could see many beautiful pictures---woods, bushes and the little birds flying around the fairy, and even the small village at the foot of the hill, which I suppose should be my works now ......
dated 2011 until 2014
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