The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!

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.

I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.

A flute with no holes is not a flute.

Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.

Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.