Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger.
Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes.
Carrying a poppy he passes through the quarrel.
before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow