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萌芽篇 Sprouting
Being
Autumn is fruit of summer.
Summer is bred in spring.
Spring is budded in winter.
And winter contains seeds of life.
Fruits are harvest of blossoms.
Blossoms are attachment of trees.
Trees are narration of mother earth.
Mother earth is permeated with affections.
Oceans are hometowns of rivers.
Rivers are brothers of creeks.
Creeks are mountain springs’ sisters.
Tinkling springs respond to the care of clouds.
Clouds are stories of sky.
Sky is a merry land of stars.
Stars are miniature of universe.
The vast universe sends out an invitation.
Verdant shade of forest and echoes in valleys
nurture hidden desire,
pursuing the message afar:
Who on earth —— are you?
“Where can I flee from your presence?”
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