blue sky

Summer is over.

On this day, I came to the sea in a new car.

The sky is pure blue.

It feels good that the coastal street is already vacant.

Suddenly, I saw a young man playing on the beach with few people.

>For some reason, this time feels lonely and nostalgic.

It was so unbearably hot and I was impatiently waiting for it to cool down

I still feel lonely that the heat gradually recedes like a wave.

There was a song that says that once summer ends, you become an adult

After this comes the pleasant autumn.

Every year, I go on a trip somewhere to paint,

I'm planning where to go with this car this year.

A new "life and car student" with this car has just begun,

It will go through the seasons one by one.

Well, it's getting dark, and I'm going to head home.

"Nice to meet you on your way home," he called out to the car.