| The True path is shadowy and still, far away and hard to find |
|
|
| So much to ask, / so hard to ask it |
|
|
| Wait for moonlight |
|
|
| One bite / and I'm doing a dance |
|
|
| Housebreaker types / that's the kind |
|
|
| Night Snow |
|
|
| Liao-ling — Reflecting on the Toil of the Weaving Women |
|
|
| Village Night |
|
|
| Speaking My Mind |
|
|
| Hair washed, / she wrings it out |
|
|