There is a small mound in the park.

The mountain recesses of Yu are quiet and beautiful.

He was tired and leaned against the wall.

He is good at pounding mochi.

He tied up the luggage tightly with a rope.

He picked up the coin that had fallen on the ground.

A mysterious gem called 'Rui' was shining around her neck.

My mother was grinding rice into powder with a mortar.

In ancient Japan, the toki (crested ibis) was considered a valuable bird.

The nights of the long month are especially beautiful with stars.