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This post was last edited by *nht1 on 2016-9-13 at 23:36. Expressing my feelings amidst the landscapes — How clear and serene it is, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Choosing a time when it rains, I immerse myself in the natural beauty around me, seeking peace and coolness. There are also lush forests, tall bamboo, and rushing streams; surrounded by these, looking up reveals a painting-like scene, while looking down creates a poetic atmosphere. Lighting a fragrant incense stick, my worries dissipate like smoke. Sipping a cup of tea, old memories drift away with the wind. The rain beats against the banana leaves, and smoke fills the upper floors. Holding a scroll and cherishing a cup, half of my life has been forgotten, while the other half continues. Reflecting on the cycle of days and months, I wish for time to stretch on forever. Returning from the lands beyond the colorful clouds, after nearly a hundred days, it’s only right to put this down in writing. Full of emotions and reflections, yet tired both body and mind, with no words left to express them, I simply jot this down hastily
The master gave his praise. Life is like a cup of tea – don’t fill it to the brim; forget half of it and move on with the other half. . .
A poetic heart is worth a fortune! ! ! :victory::victory::victory:
In such a serene place, where could sorrow arise?
In life, who is free from worries? Once one attains elegance, all concerns vanish