Afternoon

I spread out the warm sun of early winter

Take a bath alone on the balcony

Words followed

洒在我心上，我陶醉着

The Joy of sowing words

The hobby of selecting seeds over many years

I have long since fallen ill

I often stay up all night, but I can't help it

The Mediterranean Sea is becoming increasingly barren

I have set up camp on the balcony

Get used to sowing feelings in the monsoon

这个午后，我正埋头挑选种子

一粒粒仔细甄选

The sun said goodbye

"The tea you made is about to get cold"

The wife shouted in the house

I snapped back to my senses

The tip of the tongue stroked the cracked ridge

Seed selectors need to be inspired