People bend like those reeds, / Wherever the wind blows. / For the orphans, the sun / (Shines, but does not warm them).

Entering the snowy forest, you find yourself in a world where there is no hustle and bustle; only purity and a majestic, serene stillness.

Dongdang~

couber's life v2.0

Kazlina

The motorcycle rider’s exam

3D cat

🐈

Skynet will be here soon…

Red Alert