Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.