Watching sun rise and sun set is my favorite pastime.
Here is a picture taken in the fringes of the city, on the Kowloon side, just before the sun sets.
I like the sun down to such a level and the silhouettes of the trees.
It was a cold morning at West Lake, China.
What attracted me most was the pavilion which seemed to have sprung over the tranquil lake water.
I like the silhouette of the whole thing which appeared before my weary eyes.
Is this from an Oriental fairy tale?