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31 Green trees grow to my window like the longing voice of the dumb earth. 32 God's own morning is a novelty to himself. 33 Life receives his property at the request of the world, and his property at the request of love. his worth. 34 Dry riverbed, not thankful for his past. 35 A bird wishes to be a cloud. Yun'er is willing to be a bird. 36 Waterfall sang: "I will sing when I am free." 37 I can't tell why this heart is so silently depressed. That little need, he never asks for, never knows, never remembers. 38 When you do your housework, woman, your brothers and feet sing like the mountain brooks

Singing through the pebbles. 39 As the sun crosses the western sea, it pays his last salute to the east. 40 Don't blame your food for your lack of appetite. 41 As if expressing the wishes of the earth, the trees stand on their toes, peeking at the sky. 42 You smiled slightly and said nothing to me, and I feel that for this I have waited It's been a long time. 43 The fish swimming in the water are silent, the beasts on the land are noisy, the birds in the air are singing singing; but man has the silence of the sea, the tumult of the earth, and the music of the air. 44

"The world" ran across the strings of the hesitating heart, playing melancholy music. 45 He made his sword his god. When his sword triumphs he himself fails.