The world is vast, full of joy and sorrow.
When you lift your pen, you create stunning masterpieces, the hustle and bustle of the world, and the prosperous world; the images I take are of thousands of rivers and mountains, beautiful scenery on good days, the growing darkness of night, and the twilight of sunset. It is you in my heart. I only learned portrait photography for you and took pictures only for you; your portrait paintings are only painted for me and only I hide them. I see all the mountains and rivers for you, and you look back on the past for me, and it ends at the beginning.
Intention: I hope the little mazaar can be stronger.
