The house crawls on summer nights, and the house nests after rain.

Nau pattern shell, jade belly, silk horns, a little bit of flaws, belly and disc.

The Lang Pavilion is proud of the back, and the boudoir Yingying hides her body, and the sao Po is the Nong's house.

The sun is everywhere, what is geometry tonight?

I don't get tired of hiding mud in my life, I don't envy Lingbo, I live in the darkness of the wall, hesitating to haunt the world.

The road is full of salivation, he has no intention of competing for the high and low, ignoring the bumps in the road, and letting him pass by.

- "The Hesitation of the House Snail Words"

Notes: To date, there are few classical poems praising snails. Many great poets and Zen masters have compared snails to the younger ones who only know how to climb up, or use them to laugh at themselves, so as to express their aspirations in life that they do not want to be officials and just want to bend to a corner and enjoy the rest of their lives, but they ignore the snail's most true vitality: hard work, resilience, self-improvement, and knowing how to cower (protect yourself). But perhaps it is also because I am shallow and have not really grasped the meaning expressed in their poems, so I seem to be a little "arrogant and willful" at this time. But no matter what, everything in this world always has its own set of ways to live, whether it is good or bad, or hard work or laziness, or good or concubine, they are all the little elves screened by the god of nature in this bright world, and they are the most beautiful people in this splendid mountains and rivers. It's really hard to imagine how much fun this boring red dust would have if there was no company for them in a certain year? Perhaps, there is no more childhood.

And back to man, what is the destiny of man in this life? Is it to start a family, to have a full house of children and grandchildren, to be extravagant, or to live a good life, even if you are poor, you can be happy? There is really no one to find out, it really emerges all the time, what is this answer, maybe I need to go to the red dust to have a good feeling, in order to get my own answer.

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