Worse than tears -
the smile of the
abandoned child
Though she can watch
her child gathering seashells -
the mother worries
Given fireworks
he prays for the sun
to go down, go down
The new father
sings the lullabye
out of tune
Searching for
the lost child
with his own drum
Chanting Buddha's name
is the deepest pleasure
of one's old age
To learn how to die
watch cherry blossoms
observe chrysanthemums
Without flowing wine
How to enjoy lovely
Cherry blossoms?
Such a lot of snow
That to do snow-viewing
there's no place to go!
Furious rain -
even the crying child
is silenced
