夏天的漂鳥,到我窗前來唱歌,又飛去了。秋天的黃葉,沒有歌唱,只嘆息一聲,飄落在那裡。──《漂鳥集》‧1Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.—St
Illustrated with elaborate and gorgeous collage constructions, Window is a wordless picture book that speaks volumes. It begins with a mother and baby looking through a window at a view of wilderness
"Of all the bars on windows in town, the ones on my windows are the smallest. They also don't have flowers. I'll have to plant them someday." So begins this story that speaks of the power of our decis