Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.

The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to the lake.

O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow, Make the day seem to us less brief... Retard the sun with gentle mist; Enchant the land with amethyst.

Not yesterday I learned to know,The love of bare November days,Before the coming of the snow.