Good day for hitchhiking: Normally day in Pandemic

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Under the clear sky without clouds

The day when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom in the bright sunlight

Outside we walked the long, long trail along the river.

When the wind blew, the petals scattered between them.

When the wind blew, the petals scattered between them

Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.

Petals scattered and fell on my head and on my hand.

I was lucky to see the scenery in it.

"It's nice," the British gentleman told me.

It was an emotional party.

People filmed the cherry blossoms in full bloom and the petals scattered.

The British gentleman just stared at me.

There was a wide lawn next to the promenade.

The little children were playing on it.

As the song teaches, "The seasons are always back," 

I remembered what my mother had been exercising with me.

"This is for everyone"

The place where I live today is peaceful.

People who are happy, people who miss memories,

People who are sad, those who are struggling with wounds,

It is always peaceful where everyone is resting.

Before passing the third bridge, we saw a Canola flower blooming along the river

Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.

Before passing the third bridge, we saw a Canola flower blooming along the river.

"There are so many flowers in the river."

Said the British gentleman. I replied.

"There is a Canola field near here. Canola flowers use the wind to blow pollen, most of them are scattered by the river. Probably the Canola flowers that bloomed along the river probably grew up here because of pollen."

Then the British gentleman said,

"I wish that happiness spreads so widely. If so, flowers could spread to your heart that was struggling with wounds ..."

And after passing the third bridge, he saw the map of Sammun-dong, he said.

"It's round." He was amazed at something. 

We reached a rock statue not far away.

On this rock, there was a picture of people's daily life.

"...." But, some of the explanation on the sign was erased.

We just admired the rock statue.

After the last bridge, we climbed to the mound.

Cherry blossoms were in full bloom, but unfortunately, 

green leaves were growing on the forsythia.

"Your way back on a rough road, weren't you hard?"

The British gentleman was worried about my comfort.

"It was hard ... but I don't want to go back as I did before."

I stopped. And smiled and said,

 And smiled and said,

Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.

"Thank you"

I'm sorry I lived depressed every day.

Perhaps it was because the plant was overwhelmed with all its power during flowering.

Thank you for staying with me like this though.

I wouldn't have blossomed forever if it hadn't been for you.

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