The sea at springtime.All day it rises and falls,yes, rises and falls.
Grasses are misty, The waters silent- A tranquil evening.
I came to the flowers; I slept beneath them; this was my leisure.
Throw open your window and let the scenery of clouds and sky enter your room.
In lantern-light My yellow Chrysanthemums Lost all their color
White dew- one drop on each thorn