A gust of wind blew.
Here they come, the fragrance hovering in the room.
The wind has gone and has stopped.
They are still there.
Every morning and evening.
I live a material life.
Just staring at them, but never dare to touch them.
I want to keep these things.
They came back to life, and they have been alive.
They twisted me with their hands.
Wake up my love, my lacrimal gland that has been sleeping for many years.
Fruits from country orchards
Sing a green song in the moonlight
Now, they are about to rot.
Just like me, keep your eyes open.
Look at your health.
It's getting autumn.
Autumn cannot preserve the colors of summer.
Just like me, look up at three and a half feet.
Try to learn not to love.
Frost's Descent
Chrysanthemums are in bloom.
Persimmons are red.
Cold air came early this year.
I don't know. On the plain
The scenery at this time.
Is it so gorgeous?
But, I can be sure.
There, cotton is like snow.
Covering the earth
The earth is so soft.
Enough to make me fall from the sky.
Into folded wings
Feathered
-Light landing
wait for
A warm plain in the moonlight
Missing is as broad as the great plain in the moonlight.
I'm on cloud nine
Willy flare
And make up your mind.
I won't cry
I only love your whiteness.
Cover with another layer of white
Bones in canal water
Even after a thousand years.
Canal water will definitely flow into winter.
The river is clear and cold.
Slow flow velocity
I am floating on this river.
Thick soil, trees and tall buildings on the shore.
seemingly
Love to sink more than I do
This burning flame
The wine that spread in this drop of water
This bleeding white bone
I've been dead for years.
Bodies scattered and rotted.
This bone that escaped the clutches of time
Still alive for me
He has been polished by thoughts.
White translucent
I like hard porcelain, and I like silent porcelain.
Like a water ghost swimming.
He can cross a river on his body.
Think of watching as walking.
On the edge of the canal, there is a swaying meadow.
I've been standing for a long time.
The grass is very careful
Wrapped in bones flowing down the river
It's like holding a fragile porcelain.
Sweep away water vapor
What she clung to was only bigger than ashes.
memory