Shoals of fish assemble and scatter,Suddenly there is no trace of them.The single butterfly comes—Goes—Comes—Returning as though urged by love.
Shoals of fish assemble and scatter,Suddenly there is no trace of them.The single butterfly comes—Goes—Comes—Returning as though urged by love.
Shoals of fish assemble and scatter,Suddenly there is no trace of them.
Shoals of fish assemble and scatter,
Suddenly there is no trace of them.
The single butterfly comes—Goes—Comes—Returning as though urged by love.
The single butterfly comes—
Goes—
Comes—
Returning as though urged by love.
Ho Shao-chi, 19th Century