
As I spend my life wandering, I keep in my thoughts only the flowers of the four seasons: For the traveler No spirit of ill fortune— clouds of blossoms I enjoy learning from common things: Creeping on the sand Even the bindweed Blossoms Yesterday has passed and tomorrow is still uncertain: Today, just for today Blossoming happily— The Rose of Sharon Even at the end of the four season, I have something to believe and enjoy: I only plead for The treasure of the mountains— Six-petal blossoms