The years are like quicksand, flowing slowly on the fingertips. I sit quietly in the passing years. Twist the fragrance of your heart, hold a cup of clear tea, bring a touch of sunshine, and look at the passing of the world with a smile. I wish to be like a lotus in this world, with a pure and elegant heart, free from dirt and dirt, and indifferent to glitz.
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