Summer Grasses — All That Remains Of

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

Come Out To View / The Truth Of Flowers Blooming / In Poverty.

Real Poetry, Is To Lead A Beautiful Life. To Live Poetry Is Better Than To Write It.

Around Existence Twine, (oh, Bridge That Hangs Across The Gorge!) Ropes Of Twisted Vine.

Along My Journey / Through This Transitory World, / New Year's Housecleaning.