Magic Beans

Nowadays, it is difficult to find a little dirt in the city. At last I dug a little in the garden downstairs, and took it to plant my magic beans, with assorted messages. It is funny.

It is winter already, and I don't whether the magic beans will grow or not. Of course, I hope they can be harvested in the next spring, and I will know what words in the flowers.With the hope, this cold winter become warm.

This autumn, an old friend said to me that he was ready to left. And now he is in the new city and countiue his wonderful life. 

All the memories in my head, it is like a long dream, I don't want to wake up, but I have to.

My magic beans, my new gadgets, I put you on my balcony,  watering you everyday, looking forward to the spring comes. Let's fighting!