None is travelling Here along this way but I, This autumn evening. The first day of the year: thoughts come - and there is loneliness; the autumn dusk is here. An old pond A frog jumps in - Splash! Lightening - Heron`s cry Stabs the darkness Clouds come from time to time - and bring to men a chance to rest from looking at the moon. In the cicada`s cry There`s no sign that can foretell How soon it must die. Poverty`s child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon. Won`t you come and see loneliness? Just one leaf from the kiri tree. Temple bells die out. The fragrant blossoms remain. A perfect evening!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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