There is a tree, whether you pat it or not, she is there, not coming or going...
The morning mist is shrouded in the clear sky and earth, and the pink and purple morning glow is gentle in the wind.
To capture the beautiful scenery, I fear overturning, but fortunately, the morning clouds arrived as promised.
Seeking scenery is hard to find, but suddenly a beautiful tree stands by the lake.
The framing and composition are excellent works, and the true meaning lies in contentment.