2018年03月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 307th. week

Of the drums, to draw its outlines, difficult to me it is.
On spring snow, one of the sticks, through the center. Or, on the Lunar New Year, one of the sticks, through the center.
At a timer, needless it's to, looking hard.
On spring bright and beautiful, on her knee tumbling down, kimchi stays.
Against a woman with ohaguro, to rest his lips, a man suffering his headache.

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