Nowadays, I am obsessed with tress. They seemed to dance, to sing, and to laugh when I gazed at them. They are more like a soothing companion to me than a mere object stands dully outside my window. To capture their beauty, I tried to paint the tree, a tree that is not seen by eyes but felt by heart, a tree that does not stand still but spins around...
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