There is a warrior in armor with a weapon and behind him black smoke
There is a shadow of a man and a ghost on the wall
There is only one pigsty or a traffic jam on the road
There is a chicken with an egg in the kitchen and the drawer opens
There is a caterpillar and a butterfly on the flower
Rest in the middle of the toilet, when you sit, there is no work
There is an open book with the pages folded in the form of a heart
The girl jumps on the sea naked that there is no shame no conscience
The girl runs with her arms outstretched across the field under the setting sun and in the distance there is a road