人撑小伞云撑暮。 The boat naps at the riverbank
watches the bare trees’ branches
shy the cold
and the oriole flies
Autumn wind blinks its eyes
the leisurely soul roused from sleep
by the chirp of cicadas
A bridge crosses over the river
that's your home nearby
It drizzles in the sunny sky
we share an umbrella and the cloud shares the twilight
“So, the masterpiece has come!” the artist cries