A beautiful time around running water and bamboo shadows
There is a place you can sit quietly with a cup of tea watching clouds and sigh for time’s passing by.
Wind in bamboos brings the news of season change.
New leaves stretch out warmly showing its gentleness of peace;
After storm, the burning sun seems wider;
Falling leaves whistle a poem of dancing;
Bamboo shadows share a drink with a white wall peacefully in the moonlight of dark winter.
The dash of running water responds to thump of pulses!
An element piled up thousands years is its slate cut accurately--you will come stepping on water.