Trees in spring

It's a stage for flowers to do beauty contests.

Trees in summer

This is cicada's classroom.

Trees in autumn

It is the cradle of fruit sleep.

the tree in winter

This is a playground for wind racing.

straw hat

A small hole in the straw hat

I gave sunshine.

An open door

Look, the sun is setting.

They stepped on my shadow playfully.

Their footprints were left on my shadow.