Photography
Gallerys
Sea is a place where you can scream your pain silently 
I have lost colour in the middle of the season of colours 
If you are going to have your pen in the hands of propaganda and ignore the truth, you better not have a head 
I am lost, caught in the current of a raging river that carries me wherever it wants, and my only support is the broken trees on the water, which are also captive by the current river 
Hey,autumn is beautiful from afar, but look at me closely, pests have eaten my bone marrow, and the wind has broken my back. It’s time to fall my body on the ground, and you walk on me lovingly, enjoy the sound of my bones broken, and say how romantic it is to walk in the leaves 
In the eyes of my exile, I saw the eyes of a tree that had hope even though it saw the death of its loved ones every day
