I am a small spring

I have come to you through the thick earth

I came to you through the rocks

I poured into the world

I flowed gently

It flows to the stream

to the river

Finally it flows to the sea

How inferior I am!

It flowed slightly downward

I can't tolerate fish

I can't feed the thirst of the tree

Even the birds can't wash their shoulders

How tall the grass is in front of me!

How long the world has come!

But I have worked so hard

It's just to be with you.

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