The microscopic ground may be another world

The ebb and flow of day and night marks the impermanence of change

Being top-heavy is your daily state

Rushing is your life's destiny

Passers-by who met during the rush to return

Maybe it's the song of your death

Day and night that never looked up

It is the light and the bright galaxy that you missed

The black body reflects all the colors of the world

A small tentacle seeks all the information in the world

For the warm nest only after the change

The microcosm of the world is as big as dust

Big you can only be in the hustle and bustle

Bow your head silently

The short life has not been recorded by time

Just the zigzag trajectory

Leave it as a mark on the earth

The laws of nature fill in with the body

The impermanence of life is fought by the absence of words

Small as sand in the dust

As thin as grass in the forest

Life is like a willow in the wind

You can also be a meteor in the world

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