VictorYang's



A day is going to an end; the sun is disappearing, shining its last light and heat; nature, at this moment, charming and quiet with the nightfall view; and the man, who stands on the river bank ， looking rightward, thinking. “What is he thinking about?” Every time as I gaze at this picture, I ask this question to myself. Then I suppose that I was man; facing such a natural, cozy scene, what would I thinking about?

Each time there is a different answer.