A cool wind blew through the window and hit me, giving me a cool feeling. The first sound after the alarm clock It is the sound of crickets, birds and cicadas in the early morning. Harmonizing the sound throughout the garden, the first light of the day is a soft orange light stretching along the edge of the mountain. Look at it as a line of light on the horizon in the morning.

I looked at the trees that were being dimly lit by the morning light. Look at the water droplets on the grass. and remains on the leaves, big and small, that shimmer slightly as the light gradually increases little by little as the morning sun rises. What a beautiful picture at this time. A picture to welcome the new day.

I slowly left the kitchen window. When I realized that I was wasting a lot of time With giving yourself encouragement at dawn It was a bit of a pity. It was better to hurry. When I realized this, I hurriedly took action. Continue the mission. Along with the soothing songs that nature plays for you to listen to in the morning.

It took quite some time before I finished making breakfast. It's getting closer and closer. I'm not a pro at cooking because I haven't shown much skill. But this time, he probably thought more about it and wanted to make something to eat. Four or five delicious breakfast dishes spread out on the dining table. Sending fragrance throughout the garden.

Even though each thing takes a long time to do. But I can guarantee its deliciousness. The ticking sound of the rice cooker is louder when the lid is opened and the steaming of freshly cooked rice is heard. immediately floated out It indicates that everything is ready on the breakfast table. I put rice on a plate before walking up to the second floor of the house Take that woman to eat together.

We sat looking at each other at the dining table. From time to time she smiles at me, I smile at her, the sound of the wind blows. There is no sound of conversation. Four or five foods It's already delicious in itself. In my opinion, it turned out to be more delicious. It's more enjoyable when you eat with her, but the deliciousness and enjoyment must end.

When physical satisfaction comes even though we are not yet satisfied.

After finishing eating, Still the one who cleaned the table as always, and when looking at her She still gave me a small smile to encourage me. along with the feeling through the eyes She told me to hurry up and finish it quickly. We had an appointment. She made an appointment for me at the pavilion by the pool in the middle of the garden. In the warm sunshine of today

Everything was fine, the kitchen was clean. I turned to look at her. She's looking at me too. And it's like saying We should go. I closed the house and took her hand and led her to our destination. The way to the Sala Rim Pond, in the middle of the garden, is far and difficult, but along the way it is also very beautiful.

We held hands and walked past the trees, grass and bushes of flowers. Interspersed all the way And she smiles all the way as well, smiles at me or not?

Walked more than half the distance. I stopped at an orange tree in the middle of the garden that was bearing fruit, some orange at the end. But there's more green. Beneath the trees there were oranges falling and remaining on the bushes, and some flowers among the grass. Some of the fruit that fell on the ground were both rotten fruit. and new fruits drop with time I jumped and grabbed an orange. Low places on the tree, want orange fruits.

But the hand grabbed a piece of orange-green hair instead. This result is probably very agile. I held her hand again. We continue walking.

A gentle breeze hits the surface of the water, creating waves. The sound of wind chimes jingling that hangs and floats in the wind The pavilion next to the pond has fallen leaves at the end of the rainy wind and beginning of the cold wind. There are quite a lot. I lay my head on her lap after clearing. Area to sleep Pick up an orange and peel it. Pick up the petals and put them in your mouth.

Before closing your eyes because of the sour taste Oranges that have passed a little time Still active I threw it into the water. Before asking her

“What time is it?” She gave me a small smile after asking.

“Time is always ahead of us. But at the same time Time is always behind us,” was her reply.

“So what time is it for you?” she asked.

I told her, “Time consumes all things. Time does not know where it begins or where it ends. Time can create everything and destroy everything. Except for love.” She looked at me and smiled.

“I've been waiting for this long,” she said.

"When I mention love It doesn't mean I love you,” I told her before I sat up and turned to talk. She still smiles brightly at me.

I continued, "Love consumes all things. Love does not know where it begins or ends. Love can create everything and destroy everything, even time."

“Then love transcends time,” she said, staring at me.

“For the first time, I think you're smart,” I told her.

“Why?” she asked, curious.

“Because every time I just think you're beautiful." She looked at him and smiled a little.

“I never saw you as intelligent, rich, and knowledgeable. I only look at you because you're beautiful,” I told her again.

“So what should I do?” she asked worriedly.

“You don't have to do anything. Just make yourself beautiful. I like that you are beautiful.”

The wind changes and blows harder. The wind chime rattled. The brightly colored sky was covered with overcast clouds. big and small trees Shaking with the wind Ready to receive the rain that is about to fall. The rain began to fall, falling like pops as it hit the roof of the poolside pavilion. How lucky we were to be sitting here. But it's not good at all. When the rain still splashes towards you

I pulled her into a hug. Close to the chest, protected from the rain. Her beauty when wet In my feeling it was like she was dying. I'm afraid she'll lose me. I hugged her tighter, holding her body in my arms. The warmth of the two of us beats the cold from the rain and strong wind.

Even if I get wet, it doesn't matter. I only want you, my important thing. This safety is enough.

The torrential rain gradually eased and stopped. The thick clouds soon disappeared because of the force of the wind. The sky is clear again. The rain leaves behind only water droplets. of the happiness of the trees in the whole garden. I slowly released her from my arms. Breathe in the fresh earthy air after the rain fills your lungs. Before letting out a sigh of relief, she wasn't wet, she was still beautiful.

“Am I still beautiful?” she asked me with a smile again.

The sound of wind chimes began to play. The song is light again. The wind returned to blow gently, giving a cool feeling again.

“Well, still beautiful, even more so than before,” I told her before we looked into each other's eyes.

I looked into her eyes and remained silent for how long, I couldn't know. The sound of my heart was so loud I could hear it. I slowly pulled the woman in my heart before slowly giving her a poisonous kiss. I kissed her gently, wanting to kiss her front, her back, and the spine of her collar. Before gently telling her, “I love you.

Book Mother, who is my everything.”

Oh, you are beautiful like a tree.

Lots of different flavors of letters

When the flowers are closed, invite them to pick them up and read them to sleep.

When teaching, mottos, words, edifying the heart

Oh, my dear book.

So beautiful, it makes me tremble in love.

I will hug you with my own two eyes, far away.

You are dear to my heart, my little heart.

To P'Kaen Sangkeet, who is an inspiration. Let there be this matter. I made this story from a blank poem by P'Khan.

I didn't intend to offend in any way. I'm sorry. Thank you readers. Thank you for your comments and warnings. Thank you. Greetings.