"Nyorai Juryo Bon Dai Juroku-Book Sixteen on the Limitless Life Span of the Thus Come One."
Shining Cassiopeia, The narcissi have started to bloom. Your water wheel of bright glass, Spin it round with a squeakity squeak!
Brown cones hung from the cedar branches, and cold, clear rain drops splashed down from their lush green tips
Close to the moon, the stars in the head of the Ram trembled with blue light, and the color of the moon itself was like ice
A gust of wind came, and the leaves and flowers of lilies of the valley bumped against each other making a tinkling sound