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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
Matsuo Basho
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Interpretation

What this quote means

This quote reflects on the transient beauty of life, likening our existence to the fleeting nature of cherry blossoms.

Matsuo Basho's quote implies that between our personal experiences and the larger cycle of life, it is important to appreciate the beauty that exists in transient moments, like cherry blossoms. This serves as a reminder of the impermanence of life and the importance of cherishing brief periods of beauty and joy.

Themes

TransienceBeautyNatureLifeImpermanence

In practice

Example use cases

In a graduation speech to encourage students to appreciate the fleeting moments of their school years.

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