In my child days, I pursued the rabbit in the mountain. I also did crucian carp fishing on the river. 

Even now, I can picture a sight of those days in my mind vividly. That is a hometown which I do not forget. 

Are my parents living well? Are my friends of youth living well? 

I always remember people of a hometown on a rainy day or the day of a strong wind. 

If my dreams come true, I will return to a hometown. To a hometown with a beautiful green mountain. To a hometown with very clear water. 

The setting sun of autumn is illuminating the autumnal leaves of the mountain. The autumnal leaves have many colors, such as a deep color and a light color. 

The leaves of the maple and ivy have covered the pine colorfully. The leaves of the maple and ivy have covered the pine trees colorfully. 

The foot of the mountain is beautiful like the pattern of the skirt of a kimono. 

Autumnal leaves go to the mountain stream, breaking up. And many leaves have floated in the water of the mountain stream. 

The autumnal leaves which are shaking by the wave have separated or approached each other. The scenery seems to be the graceful textiles woven using red leaves and yellow leaves on water.