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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
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.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Autumn Evening
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Journey Path Seek Wisdom
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Count Festival Soul Thinking
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer

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