Chinhooi Ng's Storage for Inspiration

Photographic phrases, passages, pastel proses


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Afternoon, bright sunlight dancing on the windowsill, sullenness inside the house is swiftly swept away, the room is shiny, exuding the smell of sun. The enthusiasm of sunlight is flowing boldly, even the little flash of shadow in the soul is expeled.

When it comes to afternoon tea, the original image in our heart comes from the early classic English film and television, the women who wear elegantly, holding porcelain of beautiful shapes, having a conversation. Sometimes they whisper, sometimes they laugh; the exquisite snacks in their plates, testing their taste buds. With touch of flowers, soft music, creating a friendly and warm afternoon time.

The sky is clear, sun is shining specklessly, warm blessings slowly come, bringing inexplicable comfort to the inner world.

A quiet afternoon time, my hand touching warm papers, positive energy in the text rises in the heart, like a cordial conversation. Holding a cup of tea, thoughts are immersed in the distant depths of fragrance, of quiet.

The sun is hanging far up in the air, sharing lofty light and warmth. Looking at the fine and slender tea leaves, becoming more 3-dimensional in the steamy water, the mind at that moment becomes pure and comfy.

The afternoon sun, like the clear taste of toffee, and reminds me of the plum soup, an enjoyable color and taste. The sunshine is an abundance of fresh honey, a kind of gratifying delicious dish, a beautiful poetry, a picturesque reverie.

The constantly emerging people and things filling up my memory. When the naughty sunshine leaps into the eye, memory is interupted. The sunshine carrying a deep warmth, fragrance of time, quietly nourishing the heart. It’s a warm holy force, sweeping away the haze, keeping the thinking agile, bringing strength and comfort, an unlimited wealth.

The afternoon time breeding the light of thoughts. Feelings stranded at the bottom of heart, with flashiness omitted, become calmer and simpler. Mottled sunlight warming every corner, every dust.

Golden sun sprinkling lazily in a small courtyard on the edge of the city. I’d like to slow down, and think rationally, and step lightly upon the warmth of flowers, in this fragrant world.

The wind blowing like broken fleeting time, her smile swaying, and has become the most beautiful embellishment on my journey, against the deep shadows of seasons.

The autumn sun is covered with orange light shade, radiating a soft mellow light, adding whiffs of warmth to the sky.


Author: ChinHooi

Hello friends. I am Chin-Hooi Ng from Penang, Malaysia. I have now three main blogs on wordpress. They all have my memorable full name in the title. Having blogs on wordpress means to me primarily self-discipline, commitment, minimalism, freedom of expression & joy of escapism! Interests & Inspiration include #ImageryPoems #FreeVerse #InnerPeace #SmallMoments #Vegetarianism #Pescatarianism #Minimalism #ASD #MemorySport #Singing #Multilingualism #Malaysia #Wordpress #World

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