A cold wind is bowing farewell to winter. The sun is a mild peach in the tree.
This morning fish eyes came to us with their concave world view, a paradigm. Beauty eyes are fish eyes with a concave vision. In the dance the woman plotted fish eyes with her fingers on dark lined eyes.
The goddess of the fall temple is fish-eyed and beautiful. Old man in the sea has to grapple with fish eyes in life and death.