without any predict,i cried today for a long time,facing to my
father.
i think he would feel so strange,why his daughter criey after
reading a picture book.
he doesn't know the reason,maybe neither do i.
in picture book,there are a many oil paintings of nature
view.
the artist of the book is a local painter ,who i used to think
was a very odd guy.
i cried harder when i was telling my father ,in the
countryside,with the sunshine on my total body,i got the real
welfare and even i purposed to stay there for ever.
people alwas ask too much.
maybe it is correct.
but it is impossible to realise.
beacause we have not given enough to exchange the things we
expect.
&nbs