95 Youth is like old age

It's the depths of winter

The trees were covered with snow

and the old branches that were crushed to the ground

Some animals don't have a little savings

The sparrow was alive and kicking

But they are still starving for lack of food

Occasionally, I rely on a few mouthfuls of light snow to support it

Actually, it's good to have fantasies

There was an old scavenger coming

He picked up the broken branches

It is used as firewood for heating

The broken branch

What remains on it is the scars

What fell was a good memory

Actually, young and old

It's all just as pitiful

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