BlackAlbatross1

Deep in the jungle, under the green canopies of high and tall old trees, where the sun laid down her warm morning light, was there a small house. The little house was made of something, like the mother nature had made the house herself for someone. The wall was white like the light, let little vines climbed on with some flowers. The colorfulness of flowers was fading by time. Leaves lied down on the ground after had turned yellow. Inside, an old elderly lady was lying on her bed made by the trees. Her brown hair was long like stream, reflected sunlight. She lay there, smiling, like she knew something happy that was about to come. As the wind

Tập Viết 10 - Truyện không đề Sâu trong cánh rừng xanh, ẩn dưới những tán cây rợp bóng và những tia nắng buổi sớm mai, có một căn nhà nhỏ. Ngôi nhà be bé xinh xinh cứ như là mọc lên từ đất, và cũng không rõ căn nhà được làm từ thứ gì vì trông chúng cứ như được lấy từ thiên nhiên xung quanh. Vách nh