
All phases are as vain as a dream bubble
A hundred years in a hurry, but a moment
Rich and glorious Dew head cream between flowers
At this time, Hiroru Sumire
He carved it like a mustard seed
At this time, the monstrous turbid waves
The ancient well of Pi carved is slightly lan
Impermanence is the only constant
Impermanence is a curtain of silence
After there is innocence, brilliant, tragic decay
Mood and sorrow The five tastes of life sitcom
Individuals make choices based on actions
Taste success Regurgitate grief is living in the past
The past is gone
Abandoning the present, looking forward to tomorrow is living in the future
The future is the future after all
Live in the moment Face it head-on and kick off
Smell the blood and the fragrance of flowers
See the light of the light and the depth of the night
Touch the silky slippery with the roughness of the sand
You can experience the truth of life