"In the days when I fled like a fly, what can I do in a world of thousands of families? Only wandering, only running. " copy

What can I do in all kinds of accusations and resentment? Only sigh, only silence.

What can I do in the time that flies like water, in the world of all beings? Only sigh, only generosity.

In the days of escape, I can thank my parents for giving me life, I can experience the happiness that life has given me, and I can share this happiness with everyone.