On the wings of the wind

I could feel the wind catch my heart cry and carry it away, as if towards God. I stood there, under the old weeping-willow, and sensed I was not alone any longer.

The rain drops fell on the ground and I had to run off, but with my heart expectant this time.

Indulging

Eating plenty of water melons and strawberries is not a sin.

I miss you two

Even today as I think about both of you, a sad sigh comes out from the depth of my heart.