i enjoy sightseeing in the bus in beijing, although most of the time i see withered trees. It is a poetic sight indeed especially during late afternoons, the withered trees are kissed by the gentle ray of sunlight.
the sight outside the bus window pane inspired me to sketch to record it. Sketched using charcoal pencil.
somesights i saw in beijing are just amazing, which i greatly missed. The hutongs, the people, the food, the coldest winter, the language and the culture. To date, it might be the best place i have visited so far.