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.

How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.

Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.

Old pond, frog jumps in - plop.

First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.

The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.

The moon is brighter since the barn burned.