Fresh Spring! / The World Is Only

Don't Imitate Me / We Are Not Two Halves / Of A Muskmelon.

Sadly, I Part From You; Like A Clam Torn From Its Shell, I Go, And Autumn Too.

Winter Solitude- In A World Of One Colour The Sound Of The Wind.

Twilight Whippoorwill... Whistle On, Sweet Deepener Of Dark Loneliness

Without Bitterest Cold That Penetrates To The Very Bone, How Can Plum Blossoms Send Forth Their Fragrance All Over The World?