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Twilight

Day 4 It is light rain, overcast day...

Good morning ☕๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŒฑ

Twilight is about lovers who are sharing a precious moment together, but they will be apart soon or later whatever reasons they might have, in their hopeless circumstances, they saw the sky reflection on the stream, and realised how beautiful the night sky was, they thought it looked hopeful..๐ŸŒ 


Twilight

A stream by the tree,

At the twilight it flows, we see

Pink lilac sky mirrors, and we

Look up the night sky, plea

Let us, to be.


 - Michie Lyne

๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ 

ใƒˆใƒฏใ‚คใƒฉใ‚คใƒˆ


ๆœจใฎใใฐใฎๅฐๅท

ๅค•ๆšฎใ‚Œๆ™‚ใซๆตใ‚Œใฆใ‚†ใ

ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎ็ฉบใ‚’ๆ˜ ใ—ๅ‡บใ—

็งใŸใกใฏๅคœ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹

ใŠ้ก˜ใ„

ไธ€็ท’ใซใ•ใ›ใฆ


ใƒŸใƒใƒผ・ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ

My photograph of my piano reflecting the night sky. The piano keys as a stream, and the music score sheets, Meditation, as the twilight with stars.๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒœ๐Ÿ’œ

A Pink Rose, pastel, Michie L, 2023. As a symbol of gratitude. 


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