I bought a beautiful rose on Yon-kang Street last Saturday night. During the following days, I was either taking photos of or drawing it because it was totally impossible to resist her charm.
I let my ideas take me wherever they wanted to go. The power of rose is so miraculous that I bet there must be rose knights whose mission is to mend broken hearts.
The next day after Dad returned from a wedding banquet, he placed another rose on my windowsill with love. My heart shines so....