Just Washed, How Chill The White Leeks!

Fresh Spring! / The World Is Only Nine Days Old - / These Fields And Mountains!

For This Lovely Bowl Let Us Arrange These Flowers Since There Is No Rice.

Traveler's Heart. Never Settled Long In One Place. Like A Portable Fire.

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.

How Much I Desire! Inside My Little Satchel, The Moon, And Flowers