Chapter 39 Word
Word
many languages
fly in this world
Collision, resulting in Mars
sometimes hate
sometimes love
rational edifice
is falling silently
Thoughts as thin as bamboo strips
woven basket
Filled with blind poisonous mushrooms
The beasts on the petroglyphs
gallop on the flowers
a dandelion secretly
grow in a corner
the wind carried away its seeds
many languages
fly in this world
production of language
does not increase or decrease
human silent pain