2014年04月23日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 105th. week vol. 1

Sticky it is, to be basked by a blue light, in the the budding season.
To spread a mat on the field, more than a number of the people, of the chopsticks there are.
Under the moon, to push to understand, the sound by beaten.
To put down flowers for offering, running to cross the street at the crossing, three children is.
I see, a girl cry for, her voice is trembling.

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