Leaves and flowers in Postech.
My only dream when I took this picture was that I could lay down in this field of flowers, watching the stars in a starry night with the love of my life.
This kind of wild flower blossoms everywhere in the field. Very small but beautiful.
A maple's bud. It always leads me to a Aitmatov's short story.
Another bud, full of vitality.
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