Lost

I looked around my left,

And felt the cool breeze blowing over me.

There I saw cherry blossoms waving at me

I looked around my right,

And saw bamboo plants,

Blocking the moonlight.

I was disturbed and moved back,

And suddenly there was a storm.

I was standing alone in heavy rain.

Then I ran towards the forest.

It was dark and creepy.

There were dark clouds over me.

I wandered helplessly here and there.

At least I took refuge under a fig tree

And the weather was fine there.