"This is an eternal question."
"What's your answer, sky?"
"It's eternal silence."
"What is your language, sea?"
"The language of eternal questions."
"What's your answer, sky?"
"The language of eternal silence."
13
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world, it is talking.
Say hello to you.
14
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night-it is great. But the illusion of knowledge is like morning.
Heavy fog.
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night-it is great.
The illusion of knowledge is like the fog in the morning.
15
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.
16
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.
Yes
I sit at my window this morning where the world stops like a passer-by.
After a while, he nodded to me and left.
17
These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; They whispered happily in my heart.
These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; They have theirs.
A happy whisper in my heart.
18
You can't see yourself, all you see is your own shadow.
You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow.
19
My wishes are fools, they shout across your song, God.
Let me hear it.
My wishes are fools, they shout across your song, Lord.
Let me listen.
20
I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
I can't choose the best.
The best choice is me.
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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.
22
My existence is a permanent magic for me, and this is life.
My existence is a permanent surprise, and this is life.
23
"We rustling leaves have voices to answer the wind and rain. Who are you, so silent? "
"I'm just a flower."
"We, rustling leaves, have a voice in response to the storm.
But who are you so silent? "
"I'm just a flower."
24
Rest is to work what eyelids are to eyes.
Rest belongs to work as eyelids belong to eyes.
25
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.
26
God wants us to answer him with the flowers he gave us, not the sun and the earth.
God wants us to answer him in the flowers he gave us, not in the sun.
Earth.
27
Light, like a naked child, plays happily among the green leaves. It doesn't know that people will cheat.
Cheating.
Light plays like a naked child among the green leaves.
Happiness doesn't know that people can lie.
28
O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
29
My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her inscription on it in tears:
"I love you."
My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes.
She wrote her signature in tears: "I love you."
30
"Moon, what are you waiting for?"
"Salute to the sun where I will give way."
"Moon, what are you waiting for?"
"Salute to the sun I must give way to."
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The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
32
God's own morning is new to him.
His own morning is a new surprise to God.
33
Life gets assets from the world, and love makes it valuable.
Life has found its wealth and value through the requirements of the world.
Because of the requirements of love.
34
The dry river bed is not grateful for its past.
The dry river bed does not thank its past.
35
A bird wishes 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.
36
The waterfall sings, "I have a song when I am free."
The waterfall sings, "When I am free, I have a song."
37
I can't tell why this heart is so depressed and silent.
It's for its little needs that it didn't ask for, didn't know or remember.
I don't know why this heart languishes in silence.
It's for small needs that it never asked for, didn't know, and didn't remember.
38
Woman, when you are doing housework, your hands and feet are singing, just like a mountain stream is singing.
Small stones flow by.
Woman, when you do housework, your limbs are singing
Like a mountain stream flowing in pebbles.
39
When the sun crosses the West Sea, it leaves its last salute to the East.
The sun crossed the West Sea, leaving its last salute to the East.
40
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
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Trees, like the longings of the earth, stand on tiptoe to peep at the sky.
The green trees, like the longings of the earth, stand there and peep.
In heaven.
Forty two.
You smiled slightly and said nothing to me. And I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time.
You smiled and said nothing to me, but I felt
I have been waiting for a long time.
43
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,
Birds in the sky are singing.
But human beings have silence in the sea, noise on the ground and
Music in the air.
Forty-four
The world rushes over on the strings of a lingering heart, playing the music of sadness.
The world runs on the strings of a hesitant heart.
Sad music.
45
He regards his sword as God.
When his sword won, he failed himself.
He regarded his weapon as his god.
When his weapon won, he was defeated himself.
46
God finds himself in creation.
God finds himself through creation.
47
Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret meekness with her silent steps of love.
Come back.
Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret and meekness.
With her silent steps of love.
48
Stars are not afraid to look like fireflies.
Stars are not afraid to look like fireflies.
Forty nine
Thank God, I am not the wheel of power, but one of the living people who are crushed under this wheel.
I thank you, I am not the wheel of power, but I am a member of God.
Creatures crushed by it.
50
The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
Keen but not broad-minded, clinging to every point without moving.