Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Matsuo BashoRead
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the transient beauty of cherry blossoms and the inevitability of change.
Matsuo Basho's quote captures the delicate and fleeting nature of life, symbolized by the falling cherry blossoms. It reminds us to appreciate the beauty around us, even as it changes and fades away, highlighting the ephemeral quality of existence and the cycle of life.
In practice
This quote can be used in a nature documentary to emphasize the changing seasons.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
I had been educated in the rhythms of the mountain, rhythms in which change was never fundamental, only cyclical. The same sun appeared each morning, swept over the valley, and dropped behind the peak. The snows that fell in winter always melted in the spring.
Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
We are all filled with a longing for the wild. There are few culturally sanctioned antidotes for this yearning. We were taught to feel shame for such a desire. We grew our hair long and used it to hide our feelings. But the shadow of Wild Woman still lurks behind us during our days and in our nights. No matter where we are, the shadow that trots behind us is definitely four-footed.
The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space.
Ask the beasts and they will teach you the beauty of this earth.
There's no palette as rich as a garden. And the intensity of it - I make this statement all the time: You can't plan nature; you court her.
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