No matter how reluctant I am, I have to admit that, the summer almost ends.
Beautiful garden, beautiful journey, beautiful mood, not to mention that I have met "countless" old friends.
I would like to say that I was born in the late summer instead of early fall. My 25th birthday was also a perfect end of this summer.
I accumulated my courage, had 25 candles lit up around my magic round flower bed 4 hours before the time I was born 25 years ago.
I made a wish...

Philadelphia, having met you is the most beautiful gift in my life.

It looked like the biggest birthday cake I have ever had.



I will miss you guys... When can I see you again?



Have you grown up to a beautiful butterfly? If so, "your parents will be proud of you" ;)