The flying seeds No.22 / Lentävät siemenet Nro.22 / 《飞翔的种子》 第二十二

The black thick bark wrapped around its tree trunk which covered and encased its many concentric circles. Zhi tree preferred sitting in silence rather than senseless talking. Only under the sun and only in the right moment, text about how Zhi tree feels about life would appear slowly out from the bark. Its feeling sparkled