This afternoon, Juhoon and Keonho went outside to enjoy the snow. They built a snowman, took a few photos, and made snow angels on the soft ground. After that, they tried a little skiing and walked around the snowy area together. When they got tired, they sat down with hot chocolate, watching the viem in quiet comfort, feeling warm, calm and content with how simple and peaceful the day turned out.
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CHERRY SEASON IS COMING SOON 🍒
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @LeclairFamilie @TheeRomanovna @Hoonelle we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @LeclairFamilie @TheeRomanovna @Hoonelle we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
Forwarded from KiiiVerse: The Dreamtide Constellation.
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ㅤPINK CLOUDS BREATHE
ㅤGUIDING YOU TOWARD KIIIVERSE.
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A ribbon of of peach-cream dawn just untied itself over @KiiiVerses, letting five soft vacancies float down like petals from a half-remembered dream. The city is calling its chosen dreamers again:
The universe left these seats warm for you 𖹭 tucked tiny clouds around them, and waited; peek at the glowing taken list, trace the notes kissed in rose-colored ink, then let the dream gently pull you home 🪽 ꣼ ׅ ۫
ㅤPINK CLOUDS BREATHE
ㅤGUIDING YOU TOWARD KIIIVERSE.
ㅤ──────────────────┄ ··· 𝅄 𝄞 ˚
A ribbon of of peach-cream dawn just untied itself over @KiiiVerses, letting five soft vacancies float down like petals from a half-remembered dream. The city is calling its chosen dreamers again:
Jiyu Seo, Leesol Lee, Sui Lee, Haum Kwak, and Kya Park.
The universe left these seats warm for you 𖹭 tucked tiny clouds around them, and waited; peek at the glowing taken list, trace the notes kissed in rose-colored ink, then let the dream gently pull you home 🪽 ꣼ ׅ ۫
When the sun yawns goodnight, slip this little wish to @KiiiVerseBot! If the dream chooses you too, a gentle morse-code wave will find you like a secret heartbeat under blankets, saying welcome home.I, (Name + @), tiptoe to KiiiVerse as (Your Muse). Trials melted into rose mist, now i just want your hand and the sleepy forever past the clouds! ꢾ𓍢ִ໋
No face, ceyis. 😆✌️🏻💕
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Forwarded from RISE & REALIZE: RIIZE #RIIZEReadytoFame.
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ㅤLeisure on 24th November
ㅤThundering with “FAME”
ㅤRiize’s odyssey rebegins fills every chamber
ㅤwith grandeur, echoing metaphorically in
ㅤcornice of the sanctum. Ivory-esque page
ㅤharbors reminiscence and tender roots,
ㅤuntouched by epoch. Silence borne from a
ㅤleaf of wood, hollowing out the memories
ㅤwith a floating murmur.
ㅤLeisure on 24th November
ㅤThundering with “FAME”
ㅤRiize’s odyssey rebegins fills every chamber
ㅤwith grandeur, echoing metaphorically in
ㅤcornice of the sanctum. Ivory-esque page
ㅤharbors reminiscence and tender roots,
ㅤuntouched by epoch. Silence borne from a
ㅤleaf of wood, hollowing out the memories
ㅤwith a floating murmur.