Look, do you see that wheat field there?  Wheat is useless for me as I don't eat bread.  So the wheat field does not remind me of anything.  It is a cause of regret.  But your hair is the color of gold.  So when you tame it, it will become a monster!  Wheat, which is golden in color, reminds me of you, and I will also like the sound of the wind blowing in the wheat field.

A father in love with my wife and life, postmodern painter, Lover of nature and colors, art teacher, I'm glad you see the world through my eyes for a few minutes, together

ٌWheat field

The sentences dance. Here I stand on a hill. I look up at the sky. And a hand that embraces me. I'm waiting...


Accompanied by music

Life is not empty.
There is kindness, there is apples, there is faith.
Yes
As long as there are roses, you have to live.

ٌWheat field

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