She stands as a serene and impassive bust of a young girl; at first sight, she radiates a distinctively innocent and graceful aura.

When a faint smile appears on the face of Spring, there is still a lingering chill of bitter winter in the air.

After some tuning, I seemed to have spotted the legendary blue little alien and heard its greeting.

Although still noble and lofty, there is a sense of tranquility that comes with going with the flow, as time passes through its vigorous branches.

Possessing dual characters. Sometimes contradictory, sometimes passionate, sometimes romantic, sometimes silent.