A Quote by Kobayashi Issa

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms. — © Kobayashi Issa
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
The ancients waited for cherry blossoms, grieved when they were gone, and lamented their passing in countless poems. How very ordinary the poems had seemed to Sachiko when she read them as a girl, but now she knew, as well as one could know, that grieving over fallen cherry blossoms was more than a fad or convention.
We celebrate the cherry tree not for its efficiency but for its effectiveness - and for its beauty. Its materials are in constant flow, and all those thousands of useless cherry blossoms look gorgeous. Then they fall to the ground and become soil again, so there's no problem
Ah, if in this world there were no such thing as cherry blossoms, perhaps then in springtime our hearts would be at peace.
The first time I saw a fingerbowl was at the home of my benefactress. [...] The water had a few cherry blossoms in it, and I thought it must be some clear sort of Japanese after-dinner soup and ate every bit of it, including the crisp little blossoms.
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter.
Break open A cherry tree And there are no flowers; But the spring breeze Brings forth myriad blossoms.
Just as cherry, plum, peach and damson blossoms all possess their own unique qualities, each person is unique. We cannot become someone else. The important thing is that we live true to ourselves and cause the great flower of our lives to blossom.
Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom.
Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again.
Koishikawa Korakuen Garden - one of Tokyo's oldest Japanese gardens, and one of the best spots for viewing the cherry blossoms.
If there were no cherry blossoms in this world How much more tranquil our hearts would be in spring.
If I were asked to explain the Japanese spirit, I would say it is wild cherry blossoms glowing in the morning sun!
the Japanese school year begins in spring ... so mothers can send off their children as cherry blossoms fall from the branches.
Looking about I see no cherry blossoms And no crimson leaves A straw-thatched hut by a bay In the autumn dusk.
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