A rare shiroza is growing in this park.

The fact that he likes that movie is truly a case of 'there's no accounting for taste'.

That man-child is still living in his parents' house.

He is called a 'kid's room uncle', and is alienated from society.

I reserved a single room.

We booked a double room.

The fragrance of the sweet osmanthus is spreading throughout the garden.

On nights when the 'katsura flower' (a euphemism for the moon) shines beautifully, I feel special.

Snowflakes are piling up on the window glass, creating a beautiful scenery.

She loves the scent of jasmine flowers.