All things considered, and it's just my opinion but, I think that the value of a present changes depending on how much thought is put into it.

After dark clouds, you get periods of refreshing clear weather.

Take a look at this beautiful embroidery made with great effort.

At home, because of his reddish hair and freckles, his mother scornfully named him "carrot" and had everybody else call him that.

I guess Ichiko is a fellow rule-breaker, she's sending me a smile filled with affection for a comrade.

It is an act of cruelty to lock a small child in his room.

The girl disappeared in the misty forest.

A curtain of mist blocked our view.

She wrote him a friendly letter, and thanked him for his help.

She thanked him with all her heart.

She looked at him with hatred.

She sang her sweet song with feeling.

As she sang with all her heart, the audience was deeply moved.

She tried to put energy into her voice.

She worked on it with her all soul.

She said her prayers, her heart full of love and tenderness.

Her technique is superb, but she needs to play with more expression.

There was no malice intended in what she said.

Cornering him in an argument is easy—like taking candy from a baby.

He lifted it up with all his might.