April brings the snow,
Makes many hearts glow.
What a fuss folks make,
Like gales in circles blow.
Once I chatted with an elderly man
just released from jail, who had no choice but
bottom-level jobs. I tried consoling
him that it was, after all, better than
Two stars appear in the dim sky,
When lovers gaze, admire in delight:
The time is short, dearer than gold-
One yearly parting, bestowed one night.
A tipsy butterfly
lost its way
in a flowerless bush
If love be a plant, what would it need
To well grow and bloom? That's a mystery
Lingering on and on in every person's mind,
Ever since the beginning of human history.