Seek Not The Paths Of The Ancients;

Make The Universe Your Companion, Always Bearing In Mind The True Nature Of Things-mountains And Rivers, Trees And Grasses, And Humanity-and Enjoy The Falling Blossoms And The Scattering Leaves.

There Is Nothing You Can See That Is Not A Flower; There Is Nothing You Can Think That Is Not The Moon.

Poverty's Child - He Starts To Grind The Rice, And Gazes At The Moon.

Do Not Resemble Me-never Be Like A Musk Melon Cut In Two Identical Halves.

Breaking The Silence Of An Ancient Pond, A Frog Jumped Into Water - A Deep Resonance.