Just Washed, How Chill The White Leeks!

The Moon Is Brighter Since The Barn Burned.

At The Ancient Pond The Frog Plunges Into The Sound Of Water

Sitting Quietly, Doing Nothing, Spring Comes, And The Grass Grows, By Itself.

When Composing A Verse Let There Not Be A Hair's Breath Separating Your Mind From What You Write; Composition Of A Poem Must Be Done In An Instant, Like A Woodcutter Felling A Huge Tree Or A Swordsman Leaping At A Dangerous Enemy.

Sabi Is The Color Of Haikai. It Is Different From Tranquility. For Example, If An Old Man Dresses Up In Armor And Helmet And Goes To The Battlefield, Or In Colorful Brocade Kimono, Attending (his Lord) At A Banquet, [sabi] Is Like This Old Figure.