Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words. Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words. The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. It is the tears of the earth that keep her smile young. It is the tears of the earth that keep her smile in bloom. The boundless desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away. Great despair burns the love of a blade of grass. She shakes her head and flies away with a smile. If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars. The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Are you willing to bear the burden of lameness? The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Are you willing to bear the burden of lameness? Her eager face haunts my dreams like the rain at night. Her wishing face hurt my dreams like rain at night. Once, we dreamed that we were strangers. When we wake up, we know that we love each other. Once we dream that we are strangers. We woke up to find each other dead. Sorrow is peaceful in my heart, like the evening arrival in the silent forest. Sorrow quickly calms down in my heart, just like an event in a silent mountain forest. Some invisible hands, such as lazy hands, are playing ripple music in my heart. Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples. "What language do you speak, sea?" "This is an eternal question." "What's your answer, sky?" "It's eternal silence." What is your language, sea water? The language of eternal questions. What's your answer, sky? The language of eternal silence. Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it expresses its love for you. Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you. The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night-it is great. But the illusion of knowledge is like the fog in the morning. The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night-it is great. The illusion of knowledge is like the fog in the morning. Don't let your love sit on a cliff just because it is high. Don't seat your love on a cliff just because it is high. I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes. I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes. These are the rustle of leaves. They whispered happily in my heart. These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; They whispered happily in my heart. You can't see yourself, all you see is your own shadow. You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow. My wishes are so foolish, they shout in your song, God. Let me hear it. My wishes are tools, and they should cross your song, my Lord. Let me listen. I can't choose the best. It's the best choice for me. I can't choose the best. The best choice is me. Those who carry the lamp on their backs cast their shadows in front. Those who carry the lamp on their backs cast their shadows in front of them. My existence is a permanent magic for me, and this is life. My existence is a permanent surprise, and this is life. "Our rustling leaves have voices to answer the wind and rain. Who are you, so silent? " "I'm just a flower." We, the rustling leaves, all have voices to respond to the storm, but who are you, so silent? "I'm just a flower. Rest is to work what eyelids are to eyes. Rest is what the eyes are to the eyes. Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth. Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth. God wants us to repay him for the flowers he gave us, not the sun and the land. God wants us to answer him in the flowers he gave us, not in the sun and the land. Light, like a naked child, plays happily among the green leaves. It doesn't know that people will cheat. The light plays like a naked child, like a happy green leaf. It doesn't know that people can lie. Ah, beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror. O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the plane of your mirror. My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her inscription on it in tears: "I love you." My heartbeat beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her signature on it in tears: "I love them." ""Moon, what are you waiting for? ""Salute to the sun, and I will give way to it. "The moon, what are you waiting for? Salute to the sun that I must give way to. The green trees come to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth. The green trees come up to my window like the voice of the dumb earth. God's own morning is also novel to him. His own morning is a new surprise to God. Life gets assets from the world, and love makes it valuable. Life finds its wealth because of the needs of the world and its value because of the needs of love. The dried-up riverbed is not grateful for its past. The dry river bed does not thank its paste. Birds want to be a cloud. Cloud is willing to be a bird. The bird wishes it were a cloud. The cloud wishes it were a bird. The waterfall sings, "When I am free, I have a song. The waterfall sings, "When I am free, I have a song." . "I can't tell why this heart is so silently depressed. It's for its little needs that it didn't ask for, didn't know or remember. I don't know why the language of this mind is silent. It is for small needs that it never asks for, knows or doesn't know. Woman, when you are doing housework, your hands and feet are singing, just like a mountain stream singing among pebbles. Woman, when you do housework, your legs sing like a mountain stream singing through pebbles. When the sun crosses the West Sea, it leaves its last salute to the East. The sun crossed the West Sea and left its final salvation to the East. Don't blame your food because you have no appetite. Don't blame your food, because you have no attachment. The trees stand on tiptoe to peep at the sky, as if expressing the wishes of the earth. Trees, like the longings of the earth, stand on tiptoe to peep at the sky. You smiled slightly and said nothing to me. And I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time. You smile and don't say anything to me, and I feel that I have been waiting for this for a long time. The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing. However, there is silence in the sea, noise on the ground and music in the air. The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing. But human beings have the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the sky. The world rushes over on the strings of the hesitant heart, playing melancholy music. The world runs on the strings of the heart and plays melancholy music. He put the sword in front of his god. When his sword won, he failed himself. He regarded his weapon as his god. He defended himself when his weapon won. God finds himself in creation. God finds himself through creation. Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret meekness with her silent steps of love. Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret with her silent steps of love. Stars are not afraid to look like fireflies. Stars are not afraid to look like fireflies. Thank God, I am not the wheel of power, but one of the living people who are crushed under this wheel. I thank them, I am not the wheel of power, but I am one of the living creatures crushed by it. The heart is sharp, not broad-minded. It sticks to every point, but does not take the initiative. The heart is sharp, but not broad. It sticks to every point, but does not move. Your idol is scattered in the dust, which proves that the dust of God is greater than your idol. Not as good as man is an animal, he is an animal. When man is an animal, he is worse than an animal. When the dark cloud turned into a flower in the sky, it was kissed by light. When kissed by light, dark clouds become flowers in the sky. Don't let the blade laugh at the dullness of the handle. Let the blade not laugh at the dullness of the handle. Around the bright island of life, the infinite song of the turbulent sea day and night disappeared. Around the sunshine island of life, the infinite song of the sea of death is surging day and night. "Reality" and its meaning have been misunderstood, and it is untrue to emphasize "unreal". Hypocrisy will never become true because of the growth of strength. I won't invite you in. Come into my infinite loneliness, my love. Death belongs to life as well as birth. Walking means raising your feet and putting them down. Earth, I was a stranger when I came to your shore, a guest when I lived in your house, and a friend when I left our door. When we love this world, we live in it. Let the dead have immortal fame, but let the living have immortal love. I see you, just like a half-awakened child who sees his mother in the twilight of dawn, and then smiles and goes back to sleep. I will die again and again to understand that life is endless. When I walked with the crowd on the road, I saw your smile coming from the bar. I sang and forgot all the noise. Love is a full life, just like a cup full of wine. Lead me to the center of your silence and fill my heart with songs. The pain of love sings around my life, like a raging sea; The joy of love is like a bird singing among flowers. One day, I will sing to you in the dawn of another world: "I have seen you before in the light of the earth and in the love of mankind." "Clouds floating into my life from other days will no longer rain or cause storms, but will give color to my sunset sky. Truth sets off a storm and scatters the seeds it sows. Last night's storm put a golden peace on this morning. Truth seems to come with its last sentence, and the last sentence gives birth to the next. Blessed are those whose fame does not overshadow the truth. When I forged my heart, the sweetness of your name filled my heart-just like your morning light melted the mist. When man smiles, the world falls in love with him. When he laughed, the world became afraid of him. God waits for mankind to regain childhood in wisdom. Let me feel that the world is formed by your love, then my love will help it. Your sunshine smiles at the winter in my heart and never doubts its spring flowers.