Chunxi
On The Road
cross the river, I hear its endless gurgling. leave the canyon behinds, the buds are growing their own ways. In the deep mountain, sunset falls slowly, and the strong wind knocks cliffs
the passion for cultural and historical charms.
She writes sketches draws to catch the moment, to explore and to experience

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us
_ Rabindranath Tagore
Research and Project Blogs
the first time when I met Ms. Fan jinshi #silk road