Arata plays his match even as Master Suo's words weigh on his mind, and Taichi battles a powerful opponent while ruminating over Dr. Harada's teachings. Meanwhile, Chihaya is so busy thinking about Taichi and Arata's matches that she's forgotten why she came on her class trip. Even looking at Hundred Poets exhibits doesn't bring her back to reality. So her classmate Michiru takes matters into her own hands...
So the flower petals are scattered 
like the snow by the passing storm,
فبتلات الأزهار مُتناثرة مثل الثلج بالعاصفة العابرة
Und nicht die Blütenblätter,
die wie Schnee im Winde tanzen, …
No es la nieve de las flores…
No es la nieve de las flores lo que
el feroz viento arrastra por el jardín.
Hana sasô
Qui neige
Non sono i fiori
Então as pétalas de flores são 
dispersas como a neve na tempestade.
Так, бурей увлечены, Мятутся цветы над садом...