A catfish laughs.It thinks of other catfishesIn other ponds.
Snails copulate.One's flesh eats into the other's.
Fences standIn the field, habitat of snakes.She sews clothes.
Cherry blossoms.Working in the paddyWe see all their stamens.
Falling cicada.Somebody has already fallen in advance.
Red plum blossoms.A ball of airLeaves a box.
Fire burns grassesAnd comes to lick us.A child lick it back.
A fireflyLights upAnother firefly dead.
Hairs fallAlso to my back.Oh, mountains and rivers !
To a pinkThe time of the tigerComes flying.