Her poetry, which describes a snow flower' as a 'forever guest, ' is as innocent as a fairy tale. Her poetry, which is like the gentle tinkling of a wind-bell from the mountain temple, is a journey of seeking reflection and emptiness.Her poetry, which often calls for mother and father, is the song of gratitude and love. Her poetry, which can give high praise to beautiful things, people, or nature, is the height of humility.- Translator, Eechae R