Overseas Order Management Dept.

I look for what I miss , I know not what it is.

I feel so sad, so drear.

So lonely, without cheer.

This spring morning in bed I'm lying.

Not to awake till birds are crying.

After one night of wind and showers.

How many are the fallen flowers?

From hill to hill no bird in flight ;

From path to path no man in sight.

A lonely fisherman a float ;

Is fishing snow in lonely boat.