Friends Part Foreverwild Geese Lost In Cloud

Poverty's Child - He Starts To Grind The Rice, And Gazes At The Moon.

Come Out To View / The Truth Of Flowers Blooming / In Poverty.

There Came A Day When The Clouds Drifting Along With The Wind Aroused A Wanderlust In Me, And I Set Off On A Journey To Roam Along The Seashores

Old Pond, Frog Jumps In - Plop.

Come, Butterfly It's Late- We've Miles To Go Together.