A flute with no holes is not a flute.
Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.