Spring Comes from Beyond the Heavens

Cherries are delicious, but cherry trees are hard to grow, Without hard work, their blossoms will never show. Happiness doesn't fall straight from the sky, A peaceful, joyful life won't come by waiting idly by. Whitewashed walls and dark-tiled roofs, a world enclosed by a well, Ordinary folk in familiar lanes, where everyday stories dwell. Each year, the first of all the fruits, A single cherry claims the springtime's blooms! My new book, Good Fortune and Fish, is now available. I sincerely hope you'll continue to support me!