I was going to notice something.
What I do not know is infinite.
On the other side of the wall.
The association leaves me as a past.
Though that time progresses.
The way is steep.
The conception continues endlessly.
The self-restraint will rescue us.
Here is east beach, Karatsu-shi, Saga Prefecture.
あまつ風 雲のかよひぢ 吹きとぢよ 乙女の姿 しばしとどめむ
僧正遍昭 (816-890) 古今和歌集
Wind to blow over the heavens, I call a lot of clouds by whistling,
and block up the on the way to on the sky
Because I want to detain the beautiful figure of the celestial maiden for a while.
Henjō (816-890) Kokin Wakashū
and block up the on the way to on the sky
Because I want to detain the beautiful figure of the celestial maiden for a while.
Henjō (816-890) Kokin Wakashū
"浜" (hin, or hama). It is translated as creek, stream, beach, sea coast, seashore, etc.
This character is written by Kanzi, Semi-cursive script.
Etymology : Ideogrammic compound
氵(water) + 兵 (soldier)
Waves are always the same patterns, and continue forever.
However, all form is completely different.
There is never the same thing.
乙女子が 雲のかよひぢ 空はれて 豊のあかりも 光そへけり
藤原俊成 (1114-1204)
Celestial maiden Flow of clouds Great firmament Fertile light Ray shining
Fujiwara no Shunzei (1114-1204)
Terraced rice fields and the sea
One more sea in Saga Pref.
When I watch the sea, I remember the tone of the samisen.
It sounds through from the far-off place not to know where it is.
Japanese has been important to the history more than 2,000 years.
And we brought up various traditions and cultures.
They are our spirits or soul itself, still never change.
