The crimson bricks of the old day\'s warehouse
Enhance the charm of bygone beauty,
A shopping mall was renewed of the old house,
Which\'s guiding tourists or wanderers who\'re off-duty
By the glasses of traditional liquors, the twelve bottles,
I\'ve tested the Hinemos, one by one,
On the sea, the moon rests within the ripples,
When I\'m going out as my test was done.
(Jan.,16th,2024, Kinsley Lee)