Reviews
Baucol, which was spread out in the white snow and it was published in a warm, warm poem, and it's been reprinted. It's a book that reminds me of my grandmother and makes me feel like winter. I was glad to see white eyes, and they're waiting for me because I haven't seen them coming down properly yet. I'm very happy with the illustration that Grandma provides. It's a book that waits for winter and spring. It's our choice to be left with a mindless eye that can't be fully reached. I'll cheer on
This is a poem book with a white eye journey. The pretty pictures caught my eyes on every page. White eyes travel through winter and on many journeys. Never. Our time-out lives were a moving picture book.
A strange, warm weekend for winter, the picture book 'The White Snow' was opened to catch my eye from the cover. Carol starts to hear it with a beautiful tree all over the place. As in the past, we have made a commitment to make it and no place to do it, but Christmas still approaches the Surem. Living in a place where snow is hard to see, there's hope that it will be repeated at this time of year, 'I wish it was white this year. 'The remaining snows of winter are falling, left and repeated in
Where does the snow fall that's not reached in winter? A man who lives barefoot to avoid the rookie grass, insects and insects. I feel like I'm holding my little life in high esteem. The subtlety of the author, who never missed a little bit, is buried in poetry. And your painting is also delicate. When you were a kid, did Grandma live in the country? I remember what I saw when I was a kid. Grandma's pants, flower-marked sheets, taps, rubber hoses, three poles, laundry plates... all the way.
Where does the snow that never reached the winter end go? A book that misses her dead grandmother.
If you have eyes that can't get through the winter, where will they come from? There's a book that says that white snow, which can't last in winter, will be found sitting on a flower tree and blossoming with white flowers, including the flower trees, cherry trees, poplars, ebony trees, and so on. The poet's work and his painter's white eyes. I thought that the last seasons of the four seasons, winter and grandmother and winter, were similar to beautiful snows and trees and flowers that she had
A picture book with snows all over its four seasons. The snow that never reached the winter. The book begins. The snow that falls out of winter sits on the branch of the cylinder and the rest on the branches of the cherry tree. And then the rest of the eyes are still sitting on the branches of trees. The white eyes in the picture fit too well with the poet's writings. There are so many trees that bloom in white. I wanted to see the trees in detail like this. The snows, which have no more room,
Gong Gwang-gyu: white snow
The cold winter of the project, when white snow falls, there is a buries on the branches that have fallen the leaves. They're in the snow, and they're producing white flowers. Where does the snow go, which is not fully made in winter, and then it falls again and again? White eyes that never arrived in winter, are sitting on a flower tree, cherry, poplar, epall tree, and they're blooming white. White eyes are poem books that contain the journey of white eyes from all over our land, with white flowers. This time, we've opened up the text and then gently replaced it with organic breathing of the text, of the painting. When the ground begins to melt and the mountains and the fields bloom, we have a very strange kind of sulmonism. When you look at flowers that burst out from all over nature, in the sunny spring, you see the efficiencies. The synthesized symbiosis, which captures the poetic sensations in nature, overswuffled white eyes and white flowers to complete a fairy tale called "The Journey of White Eyes.". The 'white eyes' that bloomed from the cotton tree to the briar tree, are finally sitting on top of the long head, knowing that she is a flower tree. Would not ‘ white flowers ’ on her head be more beautiful and fragrant than any other flower? It will allow children to enjoy the beauty of spring and nature and learn naturally about the change in seasons and the cycles of nature. And you'll take one step toward the door of adulthood, understanding the time and the passage of time that comes with grandmother.
Korean title: 흰 눈
Korean author: 공광규
Korean publisher: 바우솔
ISBN-13: 9788983892287
Reviews
Baucol, which was spread out in the white snow and it was published in a warm, warm poem, and it's been reprinted. It's a book that reminds me of my grandmother and makes me feel like winter. I was glad to see white eyes, and they're waiting for me because I haven't seen them coming down properly yet. I'm very happy with the illustration that Grandma provides. It's a book that waits for winter and spring. It's our choice to be left with a mindless eye that can't be fully reached. I'll cheer on
This is a poem book with a white eye journey. The pretty pictures caught my eyes on every page. White eyes travel through winter and on many journeys. Never. Our time-out lives were a moving picture book.
A strange, warm weekend for winter, the picture book 'The White Snow' was opened to catch my eye from the cover. Carol starts to hear it with a beautiful tree all over the place. As in the past, we have made a commitment to make it and no place to do it, but Christmas still approaches the Surem. Living in a place where snow is hard to see, there's hope that it will be repeated at this time of year, 'I wish it was white this year. 'The remaining snows of winter are falling, left and repeated in
Where does the snow fall that's not reached in winter? A man who lives barefoot to avoid the rookie grass, insects and insects. I feel like I'm holding my little life in high esteem. The subtlety of the author, who never missed a little bit, is buried in poetry. And your painting is also delicate. When you were a kid, did Grandma live in the country? I remember what I saw when I was a kid. Grandma's pants, flower-marked sheets, taps, rubber hoses, three poles, laundry plates... all the way.
Where does the snow that never reached the winter end go? A book that misses her dead grandmother.
If you have eyes that can't get through the winter, where will they come from? There's a book that says that white snow, which can't last in winter, will be found sitting on a flower tree and blossoming with white flowers, including the flower trees, cherry trees, poplars, ebony trees, and so on. The poet's work and his painter's white eyes. I thought that the last seasons of the four seasons, winter and grandmother and winter, were similar to beautiful snows and trees and flowers that she had
A picture book with snows all over its four seasons. The snow that never reached the winter. The book begins. The snow that falls out of winter sits on the branch of the cylinder and the rest on the branches of the cherry tree. And then the rest of the eyes are still sitting on the branches of trees. The white eyes in the picture fit too well with the poet's writings. There are so many trees that bloom in white. I wanted to see the trees in detail like this. The snows, which have no more room,
