Long ago, it was the matter of the day when there was a trial of shooting bow with its riding on the horse in the riding ground of Ukon.
The man who was a lieutenant general's wrote poetry and presented her because it seemed to the car put up on the opposite side that female face was faint from the bottom bamboo blind.
* It isn't seen at all but it isn't seen clearly person is missed, as for me.
* Isn't reason understood today, and do I spend dandruff all day long for the thought?
The poem that woman returnd.
* Do you distinguish whether it isn't know that it know, and will you be able to say without reason as well?
* Only only dear thought is the guidepost of love.
