A beautiful white-flowered camellia is blooming in my garden.

There are a lot of hatchet beans growing in my garden.

He was quietly looking at the garden while smoking a hatchet bean pipe.

I love hot spring eggs.

His plan is gradually unfolding.

I picked up the trash that was lying in the park.

The water from the overflowing river was spread out all over the town.

I couldn't understand his explanation because it was vague.

He lost his job, but he believes in the saying 'when one door shuts, another opens' and is looking for new opportunities.

He tried to save a little only to lose a lot, like picking up nails from the ruins.