An arrow is the direction, it is a traveler
Is the finger of the blind
Is the heart of the blind
And you and me are poems.
Spring is a preparation for the gods
Thousand arrows
The song of the angel rang through the wilderness
The road to Rome is not far away
a team of carriages
Take turns
Catch a dark day
Winter comes
You are still on the road
And the person who drives is you.
Qingming Shanghe map and street vendors
Devzaks New World Movement and Street Artists
The Potala and the Atheists of the Potala Palace
Are road signs
Will and faith compete in the wind
Caesar
Leaning on the temple of the Buddha
Spiritual field
Ask again and again
The turning point of life
This is a feast for the future
Drunk
Know the direction
2019/10/04 In West Newton
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