I Pity Fallen Flowers and Refrain from Sweeping, Fearing It Will Damage My Complexion and Add to My Sorrow; A Sudden Shower Falls from the Sky, Please Comment
Last night, the wind raged past my window, and fallen blossoms covered the ground.
I pity the fallen blossoms and don't wish to sweep them away, fearing it might mar my delicate complexion and add to my sorrow.
A sudden shower fell from the sky, carrying the fallen blossoms eastward.





