Remember those old streets...those old stones...
They keep memory of people since centuries...their happiness and sadness...their stories... They keep memory of us... One day, I will die...I will become dust and in time, this dust will become part of a stone... One day I will be a stone....who will keep for ever the memory of us... Love is stronger than death...
J'adore cette image... c'est tellement la France pour moi...
ReplyDeleteLe village où je vis...avec beaucoup de maisons et de ruelles moyen-âgeuse....
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