The fragrant grass greened the pond, the shade of the trees greened the courtyard, the dusk was cold, and the coldness soaked through the window screens.
The light is alone and the shadows are alone, drinking together in loneliness. It takes only a few years, but it is as far away as the end of the world.
The pear blossoms have returned and spring is approaching evening, but the remaining pear blossoms are still lush and fragrant, so that I, an idle person sitting alone in the orphanage, can look back on the blazing years like a dream and a bubble.
Purpose: Ancient style and pure love