Every Moment Of Life Is The Last,

Year's End Still In Straw Hat And Sandals

Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating World, Swept.

Without Bitterest Cold That Penetrates To The Very Bone, How Can Plum Blossoms Send Forth Their Fragrance All Over The World?

Twilight Whippoorwill... Whistle On, Sweet Deepener Of Dark Loneliness

Seek Not The Paths Of The Ancients; Seek That Which The Ancients Sought.