Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo

Along my journey / through this transitory world, / new year's housecleaning.

Traveler's heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.

Learn about a pine tree from a pine tree, and about a bamboo plant from a bamboo plant.

Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers' imperial dreams.

Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.