On a bare branch a crow is perched - autumn evening
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end - tonight's moon
There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances
The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.