The rolling clock of the mortal world has missed me, but I can linger here tonight at night.
The lingering spring rain and the cherry blossoms have faded, and my face is no longer worried.
Original author: Ono Komachi?< /p>
Source: From "Ogura Hundred People"
Comment:
This is a waka written by Ono Komachi during the Heian period in Japan. The main idea is that the continuous spring rain fades the beauty of the cherry blossoms. , the world is in vain, just like floating. As time goes by, even my face is like this broken cherry, it has become different from before.