Stray Birds
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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.
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Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
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The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
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It is the tears of the earth that keep her smile in bloom.
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The vast desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and flies away with a smile.
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If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
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The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Would you like to carry the mud off your lame leg?
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Her eager face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
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Once, we dreamed that everyone was a stranger.
We didn't know we were dear to each other until we woke up.
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Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening in the silent forest.
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Some unseen fingers, such as idle fingers, are playing the music of the ripples in my heart.
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"What's your language, Hai?"
"This is an eternal question."
"Sky, what's my answer?"
"It's eternal silence."
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Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world. This is his expression of love for you.
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The mystery of creation, like the darkness of night, is great. The illusion of knowledge is like the fog in the morning.
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Don't seat your love on a cliff just because it is high.
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I sit at my window this morning where the world is like a passer-by, where stop for a minute nods to me and goes.
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These small ripples are the rustle of green leaves; They are whispering happily in my heart.
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You can't see your truth, you only see your shadow.
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My wishes are silly, Lord. They shout across your song.
Let me hear it.
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I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
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Those who carry the lamp on their backs cast their shadows in front.
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My existence is the eternal miracle of life.
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"We, rustling leaves, all have voices to respond to the storm, but who are you, so silent?"
"I'm just a flower."
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Rest belongs to work just as eyelids belong to eyes.
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Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth.
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God wants us to repay him for the flowers he gave us, not the sun and the land.
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Light, like a naked child, plays happily among the green leaves. He didn't know that people would cheat.
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Ah, beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
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My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her inscription on it with tears:
"I love you."
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"Moon, what are you waiting for?"
"Salute to the sun that I must make way for him."
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The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
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God's own morning is new to him.
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Life gets its assets because of the requirements of the "world" and its value because of the requirements of love.
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The dry river bed does not thank him for his past.
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A bird wishes to be a cloud.
Cloud is willing to be a bird.
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The waterfall sings, "I have a song when I am free."
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I can't tell why this heart is so depressed and silent.
That small demand, he will never ask, never know, never remember.
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Woman, when you take care of your family, your hands and feet are singing, just like a mountain stream singing among pebbles.
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When the sun crossed the West Sea, it faced the east and made his last salute.
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Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
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Trees, like the wishes of the earth, stand upright and peep at the sky.
Forty two.
You smiled slightly and said nothing to me. I think I've been waiting for this for a long time.
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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 silence in the sea, noise on the ground and music in the air.
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The "world" rushes over the strings of a hesitant heart and plays melancholy music.
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He regards his sword as God.
When his sword won, he failed himself.
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God finds himself in creation.
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Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret meekness with her silent steps of love.
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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.
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The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
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Your idol is scattered in the dust, which proves that the dust of God is greater than your idol.
Fifty two
People can't express themselves in history, and struggle to stand out in history.
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The glass lamp blamed the earthen lamp for calling him cousin, but when the moon came out, the glass lamp called her with a gentle smile-"my dear, dear sister."
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Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near. The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away and we parted.
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The day's work is over, so I am like a boat dragging on the beach, quietly listening to the music dancing in the evening tide.
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Our life is a gift, and we can get it only by giving it.
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When we are very humble, we are very great recently.
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Sparrows are worried about peacocks when they see them carrying their feathers and tails.
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Never be afraid of the moment-the eternal voice sings like this.
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The hurricane searched for the shortest path in a deserted place and suddenly ended its search in a "no man's land".
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Drink my bar from my cup, my friend.
As long as you pour it into someone else's cup, the foam of the wine will disappear.
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"Perfection" decorates itself beautifully for the love of "incompleteness".
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God said to man, "I heal you, so you hurt me." I love you, so I punish you. "
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Thank the flame for giving you light, but don't forget the person who holds the lamp. He stood patiently in the dark.
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Grass, your steps are small, but you own the land under your feet.
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The bud of the young flower opens and cries, "Dear world, please don't fade."
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God is tired of the great parliament, but he will never hate that little flower.
Sixty-eight
Mistakes can't stand failure, but truth is not afraid of failure.
Sixty-nine
The waterfall sings, "Although a little water is enough for the thirsty, I happily gave me all the water."
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Where is the source of endless carnival and joy that throws those flowers up?
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The woodcutter's axe asked the tree for its handle.
This tree is for him.
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This lonely evening is shrouded in fog and rain, and I feel its sigh in my inner loneliness.
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Chastity is an asset derived from rich love.
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Fog, like love, plays in the heart of the mountain peak and gives birth to all kinds of beautiful changes.
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We read the world wrong and accused him of cheating us.
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The poet's wind is crossing the ocean and forest, asking for his own singing.
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Every child is born with a sign that says: God is not disappointed in mankind.
Seventy-eight
The green grass begged her partner on the ground.
The tree begged him for the loneliness of the sky.
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Humans build dikes for themselves.
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My friend, your voice wanders in my heart, like the whisper of the sea, lingering among the listening pines.
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What is this invisible dark flame with stars as sparks?
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Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
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The person who wants to be a good person knocks at the door, and the person who loves finds the door open.
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In death, many become one, in life, this "one" becomes many.
After the death of God, religions will become one.
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The artist is the lover of nature, so he is the slave and master of nature.
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"Fruit, how far are you from me?"
"I am hidden in your heart, flower."
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This longing is for what you can feel in the dark and can't see in broad daylight.
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Dew said to the lake, "You are the big dew under the lotus leaf, and I am the smaller dew above the lotus leaf."
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The scabbard protects the sharpness of the knife, but is content with its dullness.
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In the dark, "one" is regarded as one, in the light, "one" is regarded as many.
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The earth shows her hospitality with the help of green grass.
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The birth and death of green leaves is the rapid rotation of a whirlwind, and its wider rotation circle is the slow rotation among the stars in the sky.
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Authority said to the world, "I am mine."
The world imprisoned authority under her throne.
Love said to the world, "I am yours."
The world gave love the freedom to come and go in her house.
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Thick fog seems to be the desire of the earth.
It hides the sun, and the sun is what she calls.
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Be quiet, my heart, these trees are prayers.
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Instantaneous noise mocks eternal music.
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I remembered many other times floating on the stream of life, love and death, and these times were forgotten, so I felt the freedom to leave this world.
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The sadness in my soul is the veil of her bride.
This veil is waiting to be lifted at night.
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The mark of death gives value to the money born; Only in this way can it buy real treasures with its life.
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Baiyun stood humbly in a corner of the sky.
The morning light covered him with rosy clouds.
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Dust was insulted, but she repaid it with her flowers.
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Just walk there, don't stay to pick flowers for preservation, because the flowers will continue to bloom along the way.
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roots are the branches down in the earth.
Branches are roots in the air.
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The music of summer is gone, soaring in autumn, looking for its ancient base.
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Don't lend your friend the merit in your own pocket, it's an insult to him.
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The feeling of nameless days clings to my heart like green moss clings to an old tree.
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The echo laughed at her original sound and proved that she was the original sound.
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When a rich man boasted that he had received special favor from God, God felt ashamed.
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I cast my own shadow on the road, because I have an unlit lamp.
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People walk into the noisy crowd to drown out their silent cries.
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Death ends in exhaustion, and perfection ends in infinity.
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The sun wears a simple thin coat. White clouds are covered with gorgeous skirts.
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The mountain peak is like the noise of a group of children, raising their arms and trying to catch the stars in the sky.
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Although the road is crowded, it is lonely because no one loves it.
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Those in power boast of their evil deeds; Falling yellow leaves and floating clouds are laughing at it.
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Today, the earth hummed to me in the sun, like a weaver, humming some ancient songs in a forgotten language.
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Green grass is worthy of the great world in which it grows.
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Dream is a wife who must talk.
Sleep is a husband who silently endures.
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The night kissed the gone days and whispered in her ear, "I am death, not your mother." I will give you a new life. "
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At night, I feel your beauty. Your beauty is like a lovely woman, when she put out the light.
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I brought the prosperity of those lost worlds to my world.
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Dear friend, when I was listening to the waves, I felt the silence of your great thoughts several times in the deep dusk of this coast.
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Birds think it is a charity to hold fish in the air.
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The night said to the sun, "In the moon, you sent your love letter."
"I have left my tearful answer on the green grass."
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Great men are born children. When he died, he dedicated his great childhood to the world.
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It is not the hammer, but the singing and dancing of water that makes the pebbles perfect.
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Bees sip honey from flowers and thank them when they leave the camp.
The grandiose butterfly thinks that flowers should thank him.
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If you don't wait to tell the complete truth, it's easy to tell it.
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"May" ask "impossible" way:
"Where do you live?"
It replied, "In the dream of the powerless."
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If you shut the door on all mistakes, the truth will be shut out.
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I hear something rustling behind my sadness-I can't see them.
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Leisure in action is work.
The calm sea turned into waves when it fluctuated.
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Green leaves become flowers when they fall in love.
Flowers become fruits when they are worshipped.
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Buried roots allow branches to bear fruit without asking for anything in return.
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On a rainy night, the wind kept blowing.
I look at the swaying branches and miss the greatness of everything.
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The midnight storm, like a huge child, woke up in the untimely darkness, started playing games and cried.
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O sea, my lonely bride of the storm, although you set off waves to follow your lover, it is useless.
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The words say to the work, "I am ashamed of my emptiness."
The work says to the text: "When I see you, I know how poor I am."
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Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its game article makes it just change without wealth.
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Truth wears clothes and feels that facts are too restrictive.
In imagination, she turned comfortably.
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I was tired of you when I traveled everywhere, Lu, but now, when you guided me everywhere, I fell in love with you and married you.
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Let me imagine that there is a star among the stars that guides my life through the unknown darkness.
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Woman, you touched my instrument with your beautiful fingers, and order appeared like music.
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A melancholy voice, nesting in the fleeting time.
It sings to me at night-"I love you."
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The blazing flame forbade me to get close to him.
Save me from the embers hidden in the ashes.
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I have stars in the sky,
But, alas, the little light in my room doesn't work.
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The dust of death language clings to you.
Wash your soul with silence.
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There are many gaps in life, from which the melancholy music of death comes.
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In the morning, the world opens its bright heart.
Come out, my heart, and meet it with your love.
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My thoughts shine with these shiny green leaves, and my heart sings when it touches the sun; My life floats in the blue of space and the darkness of time because of everything, and I am happy.
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God's great authority is in a gentle atmosphere, not in a storm.
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In my dream, everything is rambling and pressing me, but it's just a dream. When I wake up, I will feel that all these things have gathered on you, and I will be free.
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Sunset asks, "Who is continuing my duties?"
The earthen lamp said, "I will do my best, my master."
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When picking petals, you can't get the beauty of flowers.
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Silence is full of sounds, just like a bird's nest surrounded by sleeping birds.
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The older ones are not afraid to travel with the younger ones.
It's far in the middle.
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The night secretly released flowers, but the day received words of thanks.
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Power regards the suffering of the victims as ingratitude.
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When we take pleasure in enrichment, we can break up with our fruits happily.
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The raindrop kissed the earth and whispered, "Mom, we are your homesick children, and now we have come back to you from heaven."
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Cobwebs seem to catch dew, but they can catch flies.
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Love, when you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, I can see your face and regard you as happiness.
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The firefly said to the stars in the sky, "Scholars say that your light will go out one day."
The stars in the sky did not answer him.
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In the dusk, early morning birds come to my silent nest.
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Thoughts pass through my heart like a flock of wild ducks flying across the sky.
I heard them flapping their wings.
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Ditch always likes to think that the river exists to supply it with water.
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The world kissed me with its pain and asked for a song as a reward.
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Does my soul want to go out or does the soul of the world knock on my door and want to come in?
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Thought feeds itself in its own language and grows up.
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I gently immersed my heart bowl in this silent moment; It is full of love.
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Either you are working or you are not working.
When you have to say, "Let's do something!" Then it's time to start fooling around.
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Sunflowers are ashamed to regard the nameless flower as their own compatriots.
The sun rose, smiled at it and said, "How are you, my baby?"
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"Who pushes me forward like fate?"
"That's me, striding behind my back."
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The cloud pours water into the glass of the river, but hides itself in the distant mountains.
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I walked all the way and the water bottle leaked.
There is little water left for my family.
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The water in the cup is brilliant; The water in the sea is black.
Small truths can be clearly stated in words; Dali has only silence.
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Your smile is the flower in your own garden, your talk is the rustling in the pine forest on your own mountain, but your heart is that woman, the woman we all know.
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I leave small gifts for the people I love and big gifts for everyone.
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Woman, you wrap the heart of the world with the depth of tears, just as the sea wraps the earth.
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The sun greeted me with a smile.
Rain, its sad sister, speaks to my heart.
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The flower in my study dropped its forgotten petals.
In the evening, this flower ripens into the golden fruit of memory.
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Like the road at night, quietly listening to the footsteps of memory.
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The evening sky, in my opinion, is like a window, a lamp, waiting behind the lamp.
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People who are too busy doing good can't find time to do good.
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I am the autumn cloud, and there is no rain in the empty place, but in the mature rice fields, I am fully seen.
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They are jealous, they kill people, but people praise them.
However, God was ashamed and hastily buried his memory under the green grass.
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Toes give up their old fingers.
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Darkness goes to light, but the blind go to death.
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The puppy suspects that the universe is plotting to usurp its position.
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Sit still, my heart, don't raise your dust.
Let the world find its own way.