Long ago, there was a man. Though man didn't sang poem, man knew the thing of the world. A certain lady of high social rank became a nun and really tired of the world. She didn't live in Kyou and lived in the village among the mountain left far. Man wrote poem and presented it.

* Though I am not put like a hermit in the cloud even if I turn the back in the world.

* Say that it stops influencing to dislike the world.

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