There is a stone wall by the square where the market stands.
The space is reinforced with concrete or something, but it looks old.
The evening light and shadow on this wall are very beautiful,
I stretch out my hand without thinking that I am walking.

At the beginning of autumn, the small flowers are getting smaller and smaller, but they have a presence that shines as a group.
Toughness, beauty, and loveliness.
One of my favorite flowers. (K)