The mountains were quiet
The chant of melting snow
Turned the new year into the time
Leave a mountain empty
Let me enjoy the change of years exclusively
Chilly
Accompanied lightly
Hiking passers-by and me
Red Dust Room
Lonely sun shadows
The light of the snow
The clouds on the shore of the lake are steaming
It is full of pictorial poetry
The memory is bright
Yesterday's sorrow
The sunset is in the shadows of the trees
Go to sleep quietly
Waiting
Encounters with the Chinese New Year