Over there
Keyaki trees are trembling
Their delicate wings in the sunbeams
Seething crimson
Of trimmed azaleas is
Painful to my eyes
Deep black green
Of the leaves of star anise
Shines lustrously
Maple crest
All of a sudden
Gushes out roaring flames
Several sparrows
Fly away from
The clump of grass
Eye-shooting
Mad red
Of pyracantha's berries
Wild chrysanthemums
Profusedly
Bloom in deep yellow
An early flower
Camellia is
Silently in bloom
Making the waves of a whale in the air
Weeping willow is
Swelling and swaying
In the whirlwind creeping on the ground
Fallen leaves are
Flying up, twirling, flying, spinning
The golden leaves of maidenhair are
Arrogantly shouting against the sky
Himalayan cedar is
Surpassly huge in black
Withered leaves are
Flying, sparkling, glistening, dancing
In the clear sunshine