A lamp,

lit up,

But he didn't worry about illuminating others,

When you give it electricity,

It's still on.

A flower,

opened,

But I'm not worried about opening in someone else's garden,

When it's time to open,

It's still on.

If a man is like a flower and a lamp,

How bright and beautiful should that be?

Chapter 3 of "Dream Now and Fly" A lamp, a flower. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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