Art · painting


The most memorable scene of Paris, to me, is like this painting. Every morning and night, I see this beautiful and calm view from my window with sun, moon, street lamp light, or without them.  On the street, I often forget the fact that I’m in Paris because I’m so busy to look around. But, on my bed… I can concentrate on thinking and feeling about being in Paris.  It has been more than two months and I have one and half months left.  I’ve had so many memories already but I hope I will make much more before I go back to NY.

I’m so thankful for my life…

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