"Listening" (original)
The night of silence
I like to listen
Listen to the wind blowing through the treetops< /p>
Listen to the raindrops beating on the roof
Listen to the spring swallows whispering in their nests
Listen to the autumn insects whispering in the grass
Listen to the tireless cries of summer cicadas Singing
Listen to the rustle of falling winter snow
I like to listen to the movement of the night
Thus I became familiar with the spirit of the night
Time flies and the night is short
Understand the beautiful life of all things in the world
I like to listen to the movement of the night
This is the communication and integration of life and nature
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