Abigail loves the city where she lives.
The streets are filled with constant noise from day to night. The skyscrapers are bathed in sunlight, giving people a sense of silence and sultry heat. Silent passers-by lower their hats and hurry forward. The narrow alleys that hide many secrets are as intricate as blood vessels, overlapping and intersecting with each other. Looking down from a high place, the whole city maintains its operation day after day, and the loneliness that I have long been accustomed to can suddenly dissipate when the wind blows by my side.
When you jump down, you can blend into the breath of the entire city.
○This is my first time writing an article in Jinjiang. Please point out any mistakes.
Intention: To love.