The mood of loneliness is autumn walks in the fog along the road, along which the bare branches of trees hang heavilyThe mood of loneliness is autumn walks in the fog along the road, along which the bare branches of trees hang heavily
Fog creeps over cars and trees standing in the yardFog creeps over cars and trees standing in the yard
The drawing is just a fairy tale a squirrel is running on a live treeThe drawing is just a fairy tale a squirrel is running on a live tree