Longsor의 사진 | 로열티 프리 이미지 및 고해상도 사진 다운로드 https://www.cizucu.com/ko/explore/photos/longsor ko 2026-04-05T15:50:48+09:00 60 cizucu RSS Feed Generator © 2026 cizucu Inc. All rights reserved. ko https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[Picture was captured at Bukit Antarabangsa Ampang Jaya Selangor. It is taken recently during our hang out at Ampang area. There are a lot of people coming here for the sun set else they have to go for a long distance for the sunset at seaside. When the sun coming down, everyone start to enjoy the moment. It goes very slow, and the light shone is warm keeps me calms and relaxed, I believe everyone feels the same. My girlfriend was sick and having pain on that day. Perhaps at this moment it cured her feeling and make her more comfortable for the rest of the day. And I feel like the day was longer with the sunset view. | Jing Kang]]> https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/F6KnRHx6O65f2kh3rWEl Jing Kang https://www.cizucu.com/ko/jklifeimmerse https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/F6KnRHx6O65f2kh3rWEl Wed, 21 Jan 2026 14:45:52 GMT 2026-01-21T14:45:52+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/F6KnRHx6O65f2kh3rWEl.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[As I explored the Blue Pools Track with my family in New Zealand, I remember standing on the bridge and taking the scenery in, until I looked down and was immediately drawn to the silhouettes of the people on the bridge. This moment was all that I wanted to capture - the calm amidst the chaos, the clear blue waters, and the people I love in a unique way. For now, I am still learning how to look - what catches my eye, what feels gentle, what makes me pause a little longer. This is just a glimpse into a collection of things I like, things I notice, and moments that make me feel warm. | chloeyoshi]]> https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/Ba4TB7s4q4GfqChvKpfc chloeyoshi https://www.cizucu.com/ko/users/2MxRZFpbNCV1cBQMPxMRXxhfYCp2 https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/Ba4TB7s4q4GfqChvKpfc Mon, 19 Jan 2026 00:36:28 GMT 2026-01-19T00:36:28+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/Ba4TB7s4q4GfqChvKpfc.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[March, Unlived I left before the thaw could speak, before the sidewalks loosened their grip on salt and silence. In the country where I am from, March is a quiet revolution— not loud, not certain, but felt in the soft rebellion of light lingering just a breath longer on familiar walls. Here, where I chose to live for now, seasons do not hesitate. The air is already complete, lush, unwavering— no trembling in-between. And yet I find myself missing that fragile hesitation. The way winter would loosen its cold fingers slowly, as if unsure it should let go. The way people would almost smile again, as if remembering something they hadn’t needed in months. I traded that uncertainty for endless warmth, for skies that do not question themselves. But March— March was never about certainty. It was about sitting between worlds, coat half-open, heart unsure, waiting for something unnamed to return. Somewhere, my family gathers around a table set for Easter, voices rising like the first birds, familiar, imperfect, whole. And here, palm leaves move without memory. I chose the sun, but I think of that soft, grey light— how it carried hope not as a promise, but as a possibility. And maybe that is what I miss most: not the cold, not the country— but the feeling of something beginning without knowing if it will last. | analogbysissi]]> https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5 analogbysissi https://www.cizucu.com/ko/users/bGcW6RBOnzR08kS9qh7M8YjSgeQ2 https://www.cizucu.com/ko/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5 Wed, 25 Mar 2026 15:24:24 GMT 2026-03-25T15:24:24+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5.jpg?auto=compress,format