It is now PM 23:59:50 on December 21, 2005. 2006 Is about to come. Sen dedicates this document to the departing year of 2005.
Thanks to an invitation from my brother, I decided to spend the entire summer on this island. There is literally only the sea to see around this island. The red and orange sea chrysanthemums and tropical albizia flowers that were originally blooming in disorder were also dying in the sand, tidal wind and excessive sunlight.
I thought it would be a boring summer until...
The day I met him, it was raining, and the summer wind blew over, carrying the smell of the sticky, wet sea.
Conception: