2. You are more like a nameless root, which makes the young trees grow sturdily and the branches bear rich fruits without asking for anything in return.
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
4. Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and a swift horse is sad. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
5, those towering skyscrapers, happy not to remember the year. Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.
6. You are busy blooming and falling, the fruit is ripe, and the leaves are hanging silently in the shade!
7. And dedicate it to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.