Grateful for the regrets of this world,
Keep us alert not to fall.
Thanks for the pollution of this city,
Let us have the wisdom to pursue purity.
Thanks to those seemingly ignorant flower trees,
Make us understand ourselves deeply.
The greatest gratitude is,
We are born to be sentient beings,
Not a ruthless thing,
so that we can warm with love,
out or lingering or chaotic or dirty
or hurried or ignorant tsunami,
Find an endless source of life.
—— Lin Qingxuan
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