Don't imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.
How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
An autumn night - don’t think your life didn’t matter.
the universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.