A piece of grass, the stems are thorns, and the willow leaves are yellow and clear. Although intentional, the rain became windy, and the levee rose in front of the eyes

The crows barked, how miserable, and the tengu swallowed the great moon. The roads are lined up, the alleys are obedient, and someone comes on a rainy night!

Step on the rain street, step on the green bricks, and there is a wild army in the world!