Each line is a riverbank, and together they sing “kawa‑kawa,” the sound of water slipping over stones.
A kappa peeks out, ready to play tricks, while cherry blossom petals drift by - echoing Hanami picnics beside Tokyo’s Sumida River.
Remember: three strokes, three streams - every 川 is a living river, full of stories, legends, and the soft gurgle of water calling your name.