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.

Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.

Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!

Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.

For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.

Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.

Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate