Signature: Looking at the paper plane in your hand, with dreams and thoughts? Into the ocean of time, gone forever.

Space name: the warmth I waited for in those years.

Grouping: cherry blossoms are gone, rosewood is not extinguished.

Space signature: every flower is a tear of white clouds, falling from the sky and slowly blooming with sadness.

Landlord, are you a man or a woman? . .

The landlord adopted it, handmade!