Two Fish by a Willow Embankment
A row of willow trees, almost green for the spring,
and two fish, lively, ready to jump.
Maybe they will jump, and land in my inkstone—
it happens all the time;
I'm only afraid that they might splash ink on my clothes.
and two fish, lively, ready to jump.
Maybe they will jump, and land in my inkstone—
it happens all the time;
I'm only afraid that they might splash ink on my clothes.
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