庭(にわ)で芋粥(いもがゆ)を舐める(なめる)狐(きつね)を見ながら(みながら)、寂しく(さびしく)鼻を(はなを)すすって(すすって)いた

Looking at the fox licking the yam gruel in Toshihito's garden, Goi sniffled with a strange feeling, partly refreshed and partly lonely. Even if he was mocked by everyone as 'miserable Goi' from now on, he had lost his mental escape of thinking 'I still have my dream of yam gruel.' A masterpiece of Akutagawa capturing the delicate movements of the human heart.