“Winter solitude-in a world of one colourthe sound of the wind.”
“This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.”
“Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.”
“Winter garden,the moon thinned to a thread,insects singing.”
“Sadly, I part from you;Like a clam torn from its shell,I go, and autumn too.”
“Between our two livesthere is also the life ofthe cherry blossom.”