Do not listen to the sound of leaves hitting the forest; why not hum and stroll leisurely? A bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse; who is afraid? A raincoat allows me to live freely in the misty rain. The slight spring breeze wakes me from my drunkenness; it's a bit chilly, yet the slanting sunlight on the mountain welcomes me. Looking back at the desolate place I used to be, returning home, there is neither wind nor rain, nor sunshine.