The oldest griefs of summer seem less sad than drone of mowers on suburban lawns and girls’ thin laughter, to the ears that hear the soft rain falling of the failing stars.

青竹 云海 晨光 星夜 荷风 晴雪 秋山 听海 沙丘 森语 梅影 花野 听雨 晴窗 暮色 橘光