The hardest stone, the prettiest flower Return to ordinary sand The water flows, the wind blows Trees breathe and grow in the shadow of two of us Serve the tea, climb the mountain The half-torus Moon is inside your eyes The seed that grew with nothing but love Will fall dead in a beautiful dream In this beautiful world So sweet, I hear So cold, I feel So white, I see Anger or love? Sadness or love? Love or depart? Flowers, birds, wind and Moon It's night, the prettiest night