Author Hiroaki Sato Standing svelte, green by the Hsiang River: I meet someone and make several paintings. If handed down, these will be my descendants; I have no need to regret my childlessness. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments