Beautiful Hinode Park, chasing the tail of lavender.
Hinode Park:
It feels similar to Horror Park.
Village under the hillside.
The red wooden house contains loneliness.
I draw you as a flower, a flower that has not yet bloomed. Then paint your thoughts into falling rain bit by bit.
Look left, right and forward. Love has to turn a few corners to reach it.
Office workers’ favorite, dumplings.
For dinner, the milk in the set meal is good.
Again, only Hiroshima’s Okonomiyaki is the best.
(To be continued…)