All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
Old pond, frog jumps in - plop.
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
Just washed, How chill The white leeks!