Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. I lived alone in a small passenger terminal and listened to the spring rain all night. Tomorrow morning, someone will sell apricot flowers in a deep alley.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. [A short piece of paper, with a pen sideways, writes a line of cursive script in my spare time. In front of the window where a light rain begins, I look at the small white bubbles on the water when I make tea, and play to distinguish the grades of tea]
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak. As a humble plainclothes, don't lament that dust will stain my clothes, and you can go home to Qingming.