No. 28: In winter, being in a hamlet in the mountains makes me even more lonesome, now that the people who came to see me have stopped visiting and the grass in the fields has died off. ('Kokin wakashu' (Collection of Ancient and Modern Poems) Winter, 315)
28番　山里は　冬ぞ寂しさ　まさりける　人目も草も　枯れぬと思へば（「古今和歌集」冬315）