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Summer is not known until it rains.
If there is no dust
Thin smoke, mist,
All tired,
Without making any noise,
Jumping birds don't panic when looking for food.
Slow down the thin rain,
There is no wind,
Fiddle with dust or water,
Wandering around the world.
Rain hits the treetops,
Drop a few yellow leaves,
Sparse roads,
Silent grasshopper,
Wet wild orchids,
Who is under the thatched pavilion in the mountain,
Talking and laughing about bamboo leaves.
Children in shallow streams,
Muddy and clear feet,
After a while,
Disappear at the bend of the stream,
A cicada,
Two or three wisps of rain,
Mess up the skirt,
Water surface
People who are afraid of happiness,
Water drops whisper under the eaves,
In every word and deed,
No neighbors,
Come and ask Yoshida,
Frogs in the distance,
One by one,
I don't know where to go.