In the vibrant tapestry of my homeland, Colors weave stories of old, Traditions handed down by loving hands, In whispers…
In the whispers of the ancient trees, they speak, Echoes of a time before the world’s rush, Guardians of the…
In the heart of lands both far and near, A tapestry of life, so rich and dear. Each thread a…
In the heart of Kyoto’s silent streets, Where cherry blossoms gently greet, The whispers of an ancient past, In every…
Beneath the cherry blossomsâ tender embrace, Where ancient temples whisper historyâs grace, The geishaâs dance speaks of timeless art, While…
In the heart of bustling streets, Lanterns dance in the night, Whispering tales of old, Amidst neon lights so bright.…
In the quiet lanes where cobblestones meet, Stories of yore whisper from each street, Morning mist embraces the ancient spires,…