2月 28, 2025 哀歌ー春三句 不眠とカントと悠々遊ばん浅き春 云う通り哀しくしとと沈丁花 ほら々々忘れてあまねく二月尽 A leisurely stroll through the early spring with insomnia and Kant. As they say, the wintersweet is sad. Look, I've forgotten everything, and February is over.