- August, splendid like a rainbow.
- Flowers, you are more welcoming than smiles, more dazzling than sparks…
- Daytime – you close your “lips” tightly, like winter plums with snow.
- Night – awaken by spring thunder!
- The scorching sun burns the skin, the autumn water nourishes the heart…
- August, flowers: I am the breeze.
- Trying to bring clouds and rain; trying to heal the wounds.