Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
Even in Kyoto/Hearing the cuckoo's cry/I long for Kyoto
Just washed, How chill The white leeks!