Cold south wind comes forth.
All bamboos bow to its might...
They're dry and dead
these fake flowers...
The line where land meets the
horizon is loveliest at night...
Let there be dark
in your life...
Irritation becomes
vexing to Iris's...
Fade,
gone in the Winter...
The sins of our fathers
we shouldn't project upon the children...
Sun's temper gradually vacates the place
Ember of tragedy leaves its lasting trace...
A thousand
cherry blossom petals...
Flaming red hair, burning, yearning.
A vibrant dress of colors that...
When you walk at night,
Right by the street light...
Thundering clouds and rumbling waves
Crushed the bones of those who were brave...