Two small pond fish
attend the antique feast
welcomed first by the old man in the center
then men and women in each corner
Bowl room is filled with clear water
the two fish play in its bright colors;
from red, blue to green and golden
then, come to stand still, right and sudden!
Watching the fish
whispering our wish
cannon now fired
Spring is announced
“Hundred years better than these years”
two, three, four kisses!
“with our best wishes”
old ladies taste musk willow ‘Noghl’* in shining dishes