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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.
A Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops
for a moment, nods to me and goes.
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me.
They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.
That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.
Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
Man is a born child; his power is the power of growth.
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love.
The bird wishes it were a cloud.
The cloud wishes it were a bird.
I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence.
It is for small needs it never asks, or knows or remembers.
It is for small needs it never asks, or knows or remembers.
Do not blame your food because you have no appetite.
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
The mind, sharp but not broad, sticks at every point but does not move.
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