With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plu — Fujiwara no Okikaze

With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plu — Fujiwara no Okikaze

With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plu — Fujiwara no Okikaze

With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plu — Fujiwara no Okikaze

With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plu — Fujiwara no Okikaze

With people you can never tell, Will they have changed when next we meet? But here in my dear old home at least, The plums still smell as sweet. / 人はいさ心も知らずふるさとは花ぞ昔の香ににほひける

— Fujiwara no Okikaze

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