Shuttling in the busy city, seeing a piece of cloud in the distance. Whenever seeing a similar scene,
it reflects the memories of mother cooking in front of the boiling pots that I could still pick up some taste in my mouth.

The woods are in harmony with the smoky gray pattern on the stone. An ink stroke is a guide to the sky. When the sunlight spreads on the couch, the side table, and the wooden floor, it gives a peaceful and silent vibe.
Chatting freely on the stone table, surrounded by linear and circular light. Somehow it gathers and has become a symbol that strengthen connections. Like a waiting chimney that leads everyone home.

Wandering into the intimate zone, there is light projected on the white wall. Silky curtains gently sway in the space, with leather texture add-on, warming up the ambiance. Unloads all hassles and jumps into the tub, undresses the fatigues of the day. Looking out the window, seeing the neon fading. Then comes the silence, enjoying and embracing a tranquil downtime.