The golden pheasant is a very beautiful bird.

As autumn deepened and the trees began to color, his heart also began to change.

The trees in the park are beginning to turn red, creating a beautiful landscape.

I got lost in the sandstorm.

I heard the beautiful call of the lesser cuckoo in the park.

He spoke about the Zen teaching of 'form is emptiness.'

This math problem can be solved using a specific formula.

He picked up the sword and faced the enemy.

There are many beautiful cypress trees in this park.

Everyone came together in Ise.