Piking

As I manage to catch a glimpse of the flashes of our daily lives, I guess man have really lose a grandeur. I couldn't help but raised up comparisons between the past and then. Each giving an equivocal answer, with a speech of its own. What we perceive, no longer appears as black and white, nor square and solid. As approbation bends to edge of utmost flexibility, no longer worthy of esteem. The realistic darkness of the seemingly blaze of glory, dims the once glamourous sight to a soft alpenglow.

A verdure to create, such a winsome to lighten those of a winter.

~Qin~