lWhen The Blazing Sun Romantically Winks At The Spring Cloud

And Gives Her A Matrimonial Hand ,

There Is A Beautiful Rainbow In The Sky,

But In The Hazy Sky,It Can Not Be Seen More Than A White Color… Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

-Life  Takes Me Away From Nature. I Always Go Back To Nature, Even If I’m Full Of Flaws, Shaky And Dark.

Beauty Waves In Nature Itself And I Look At The Nature Of Human Society In This Darkness

Nature Whose Type Of Beauty Is Different

Not Beautiful In Appearance

And Maybe Beauty No Longer Exists Or Beauty Is No Longer Important And Necessary. Yes, I Return To Nature Every Day.