Liling City, one day.

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At the top of the mountain, looking down from above, there is nothing to see but the endless stretch of land.

Looking far away, Li Mo only saw mountains and rivers, large and small. They meander and twist across the land, endlessly.

Further afield, there are fields.

The climb took several hours, and the journey was not a long one.

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At this time, there were a few farmers passing by at the foot of the mountain, and they walked side by side, as if they had encountered something, chatting and chatting endlessly. They never seem to look at the picturesque mountains here, let alone pay attention to other people's reactions.

They just spoke very energetically, concentrating on organizing their thoughts, discussing their own problems, and paying attention to their own topics.

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Fortunately, after a long and smooth journey, someone finally reached this small coastal hill in early spring.

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By this time, you are far away from the chaotic, noisy place where you used to live, a place where countless shops sell the same food.

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Now, you're on a path.

It is common for ——— side of the path to have a few pillars of grass growing on them.

In my mind, that's probably how it should be.

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You continue to shuttle forward.

Walk past the highest point and enter a mountain field.

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You start to move from one mountain to the right and right again.

Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful, full of strange and familiar rural atmosphere.

You've been here many times over the years, but every time you re-enter the valley, you'll be blown away by its all-encompassing scenery. It was so quiet that it barely left a trace.

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Entering this giant cup-like valley is like a little lark flying back to its cozy nest.

Then, you move on.

Climb to a high place, and you will see orange orchards and trees ——— you go up and down. The aroma of orange blossoms fills the air and fills the entire valley.

The aroma penetrates into your mind, your heart, and throughout your entire body.

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Here, this aroma lasts for more than 20 days, and if you can live in this environment, it may be a great blessing in life.

The mountains and fields stand quietly, as if to show their dignity and reserve.

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Whenever you look at these high mountains, you are really amazed, amazed that there is such a place between heaven and earth.

Every time you enter this quiet and peaceful valley, you can't help but feel a strange sense of seclusion from the world, and you are fascinated by its extreme serenity and contentment.

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Attempts were made to break the tranquility of the valley, but to no avail.

The mountains are so beautiful in the morning that you feel like you can even touch them with your own hands.

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The beauty of this place lies in their supreme spirit and eternal immutability, which makes people feel their grandeur and power.

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You walk quietly on the path you've already walked many times, feeling its breath and atmosphere once again. ——— if you could use the word "peerless".

You can feel the vibe and even touch it with your own hands.

It's the rainy season now, the rain is abundant, and all the hills and the folds of the mountains are covered in green, looking full of life and lushness.

The earth is smiling at you, proud of its quiet and deep presence.

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Repeat over and over again.

The mind, if you like, the word "head", must be quiet at all times, and must throw away everything it has accumulated before.

It's not just about being at ease in some way, it's about understanding.

——— understand things that are not part of time, thought, or anything real.

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Tired. Sit on a stone on the side of the path.

I don't know if it's because you got up quickly, but when you stand up, your head is slightly dizzy.

After a few moments, the faintness disappears, and you let out a sigh of relief.

——— wondered if I wanted to move on.

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Sit down again.

This time, though, you didn't do it as usual.

It seems to be sitting in the same position as the previous time I sat down.

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Sigh, as you have done every day before, sigh.

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After a long time, you came back to your senses and looked up at the sky.

Everything is business as usual, but it seems like it should be a little different.

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Where is the difference, the brain begins to think.

———— last time, when I sat on this rock, did I think about this question in the same way?

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I don't know how long it took.

You sigh.

I don't remember it clearly, but I vaguely seem to have thought about it, but I'm not sure.

He sighed heavily.

Waiting.

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A small lark suddenly flew by.

The little lark flies very low.

——— from your head.

Was there this last time? This little lark who doesn't know the years.

Sigh.

I think there is.

What color is it?

I lowered my head and saw the dirt on the ground, which was clearly grained.

You don't want to play with clay at all, just like you don't want to be a little lark and fly into the sky.........

The car has four tires and there will be two doors in front of the car, one on the left and one on the right.

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There's a twig that falls into the thin dirt, and you pick it up.

The next moment, throw it away again.

Just like every time you put it on before, you can do it with ease, and you can't be more skilled at it, opening your hand and releasing your fingers.

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The twig returned to the ground.

When will it be the next time you leave the earth?

You start thinking.

When will the next time you come here and sit on this rock?

Sigh.

You don't plan to pick up this branch next time, no matter what happens, you have made up your mind ——— next time, you will never pick up this branch.

That's unquestionable, and you trust that you're going to do that, and you're not going to pick up that branch again.

Neither thunderstorms nor strong winds will change this decision.

Once again, you've made up your mind.

Again, let out a heavy breath.

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That's not enough.

Slowly you begin to realize that this decision has taken root in your heart.

Soon, it will blossom and bear fruit.

That's inevitable, that's unstoppable.

Again, a heavy decision was made.

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I began to imagine the next time I came here.

———— you come here, the breeze blows, and you get carried away. Sit on a stone, smell a bird, and fly overhead.

Suddenly, you see a wooden branch on the ground.

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You start to tremble violently.

It was an uncontrollable tremor.

There is one question that seems to come out of nowhere.

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You try to think back to the old days, hoping to find an answer in them.

What's the problem with that?

Where does that problem come from?

You look at the branch, and your body still trembles, just like before, without the slightest difference.

You start to calm yourself down.

———— long time, you finally failed.

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The long-lost failure, it seems like a long, long time has not been.

You don't know why you're so excited, but for you, failure is like success.

It makes no difference.

Vaguely, you seem to remember something.

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Sigh.

His brow furrowed tightly.

His eyes were still fixed on the branches in front of him.

Sigh again.

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Nervousness and fear you've never felt before. Wrap around the whole body, from the inside out.

You start to get scared and want to yell out loud.

So, you roar in your heart.

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In an instant, the heavens and the earth trembled, the wind and clouds in all directions thundered and lightning, and the ten places cried and were frightened.

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Maybe.

Maybe I'm not myself anymore.

You think silently in your heart, you want to cry out loud, you want to howl with joy.

With his hands around him, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a wooden branch on the ground.........

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You sigh.

But you didn't reach out this time.

I don't remember if this was the first time this had happened, maybe it was.

You look up at the sky, as if something is missing, and it seems like nothing more, no less.

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When I came back to my senses, I still saw the wooden branch, it was on the dirt, not very long, about the length of an arm.

Finally, I don't know how many times this is the last time today.

I seem to remember.

You didn't pick up the branch, but you also wondered if ——— picked it up today?

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A small lark flew by.

That little lark doesn't fly high, it flies right over your head, and it's an arm's length.

You feel like you can almost touch it if you just stand up and stretch out your hand, but you don't do that, you don't move.

——— a strange sense of respect arises, you know, that is the beginning of the germination of a seed that was planted earlier.

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On the left-hand side are two flowers that look alike.

You lean sideways and watch quietly.

It seems to be a little similar, and it seems to be a little different.

You feel like you're going to do it all over again, and you feel that amazing sense of respect again.

Converge on everything, and no longer cultivate the soil.

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If we are aware of a problem, can we avoid it completely?

For example, if you look at a branch in front of you, how do you look at it and how it doesn't fit your eyes?

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Are you running away from something?

Thinking in his heart, he sighed, just as he had sighed before.

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Could it be that the last time it was a hallucination?

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He stood up, looked at the grass around him, and sat down again.

———Maybe next time.

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Where do these many modules, if they can be called "modules"?

Perhaps, you can look at the branch in front of you again, just as you have seen it a thousand times before.

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You sit back on the rock, sitting as usual.

Looking at the wooden branches in front of me, this feeling is very familiar, and it is like this again and again.

If you don't want to change any more, pick it up again!!

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In your heart, I don't know what is yelling, you start to hesitate.

I came here with all my body and soul at this time.

But the problem is the same.

Never changed.

———— this wooden branch in front of me, this ordinary wooden branch that is only the length of an arm, should I pick it up?

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Every inch and every millimeter of your body is trembling slightly, and this trembling cannot be stopped, and you feel an extremely fierce conflict———

That's never been done before.

The first time since the beginning of the world.

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Take a look at yourself.

It's like, (just like) hesitating.

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My heart trembled, just like my whole body trembled.

It's a brand new and something that has never been done before.

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His eyes were fixed on the branches on the ground, more than he had ever been before.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's the most fascinating one.

At this juncture, it seems that the moment is for a quick victory.........

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You are deeply aware of this.

Finally.

He let out a deep sigh.

It's just like never before.

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Together, they look new again, as if they had never lived before.

It's a feeling of being completely new, as if it's been waiting for a long time.

Greeted with all my heart, I deeply felt this new and rejuvenated.

Wake up.

It's as if everything was in chaos before.

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Of course, it won't be long before there will be another rush into chaos, but that's irrelevant.

Confusion and uncertainty are common.

Instant awakening, complete awakening, even if it is only a surprise, is absolutely sufficient.

Feeling the silence of the world around me, listening to the sounds of the eight directions here, and looking at the things in the ten places on the left and right.

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Everything is different, the surface has not changed, and the original has been reached.

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It's finally done, and it's a complete one.

Nothing can be so thorough.

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Looking at the wooden branch on the ground, there was only silence in my heart.

It's been quiet for a long time.

Time pauses, everything stands still.

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That branch seems to be different.

Everything around you is one, and the boundaries disappear.

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You stand up and are shocked to find that ——— whole body is still trembling slightly.

If you think about it, it may be so.

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Sit on that rock, not wanting to add or subtract anything.

Quietly watching, just watching.

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It should be time to go back.

With this in mind, he stood up.

There was a pause, and time seemed to disappear for a moment.

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Half a day.

Sit down again.

On the left-hand side are two flowers that look alike.

The two of them are so similar that they are like flowers.

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If you look closely, there is not much difference.

After observing it for a long time, I finally found half of the difference, (called "half of the place", because this difference is called different, and it is really a bit reluctant).

——— on the soil of the roots of the two flowers, and the one on the left has more soil on it.

Of course, the flower on the right also has dirt on it, which is quite common.

Most of the flowers that grow in the soil will have some soil.

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With that in mind, you know you're starting to be confused again.

Of course, that "knowing" itself is chaotic, so it can only be said to be vague.

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In the confusion, you stand up, planning your way back.

——— will pass by again as before.

You don't want to meet something you've never encountered before, whether it's good or bad.

But you also want to come across some.

Vaguely, you feel that the "hope" behind you comes from your chaotic and unknown self.

The "hope" in front of him is probably not very awake.

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The sky was overcast, and it was probably going to rain.

It seems to be like this a lot these days, and the sky seems to be gloomy all the time.

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It seems that this kind of weather is very pleasant, and the pace is fast.

So, go back to the road.

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