Rice paddies and field flowers ...

While avoiding flowers in your feet Taking pictures while speaking to the spring flowers The spring wind passes by as if calling As soon as the head hits the head I am watching this Lotus flower like the old days and return to the child The soil of the rice paddy with no water is kind It collapsed and fell off the hand from the polo-polo Tadpoles are not visible yet While looking at my face a little puddle I searched for eggs but only the dead leaves overlapped multiple times It was a brown puddle If you raise the water in the rice field, there will be plenty of daphnids It will become like spring rice field more and more From the sea spring wind goes up the river The warm tidal wind gently strokes my cheeks Waka ayu will come up as rain increases The flowers are blooming pretty birds It was like a flower garden in nature The thought of a small flower is reminiscent of cobalt blue I surely see it in my eyes I think it would have become a blue eyes ...           The poet ~ Now person ...