The sea at springtime.All day it rises and falls,yes, rises and falls.
Buson (1716 - 1784)
Contributed by: Mariam
I leave. You stay. Two autumns.
Source: Crazy Wisdom
Contributed by: A
White dew-one drop on each thorn
Contributed by: Zaady
In lantern-light My yellow Chrysanthemums Lost all their color
In the spring rain, The pond and the river Have become one.
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