Dear friend, I feel the silence of your great thoughts of many a
deepening eventide on this beach when I listen to these waves.
The bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish a life
in the air.
In the moon thou sendest thy love letters to me,
I leave my answers in tears upon the grass.
~~~~~飞鸟集~~~~
怪不得~
The great is a born child; when he dies he gives his great childhood
to the world.
Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water sings the pebbles
into perfection.
Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave.
The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him.
To be outspoken is easy when you do not wait to speak the complete truth.