by Kazu
In the woods of spruce and larch, the aroma of the trees made me so energized and refreshed with the color of green.
The trunks of aged trees showed us a variety of countenances with their grace. If I had enough time to see the every nook and cranny, I could something exciting there.
I found a cicada that was emerging from the chrysalis in my grade-school age. I watched the cicada all day long.
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