The air is humid and suitable for fermentation?
Suitable for sticking some spots?
A wisp of fragrance is suitable for leaving moss green when walking through the rainy season?
The smell of salt, and?
Pink dreams?
Flat stone, is it still cold?
Still facing the sky?
The blue wall reflecting the years, the rough time polished by the wind and rain?
Waiting, quiet moon?
Whispering of skirts?
The sky, silently wet?
The rainy lane is wet and silent, and there are no girls?
No cloves?
No laughter and melancholy?
Only immortal green with grapevine tentacles in the fog?
Expansion, new ideas