I heard the echo, from the valley and the heart, harvesting the empty soul with a lonely sickle, repeating rejection and happiness.
There will always be swaying oases in the desert. I believe in myself. I was born like a bright summer flower, which will not fade, and the devil will rule like a fire.
Bearing the burden of heartbeat and breathing, I never tire of it. I hear music, from moonlight and body.
Assisting extreme bait to capture ethereal beauty, the whole life is full of fierceness and innocence.
There are always memories running through the world. I believe in myself. When I die, I am like a beautiful autumn leaf, full of prosperity and chaos, and my posture is like smoke.
Even if it withers, it will retain its muscular fullness, clear pride and mystery. I hear love, and I believe it.
Love is a struggling blue-green algae, like a piercing wind, passing through my bleeding veins and standing in the faith of years.
I believe everything can be heard, even predictable. I met another self, but I can't grasp some moments.
No matter what you look at, what you lost will never come back. Look at the hairpin flowers on my head, blooming all the way.
I often miss some and am deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow. Five, Prajna paramita, one by one.
Life is like summer flowers and death is like autumn leaves. What do you care?
2. "Life is like Summer Flowers" is a poem written by Tagore and included in "Birds". Poetic language is beautiful and meaningful, which perfectly combines lyric and philosophical thinking, giving people endless beauty and enlightenment.