Don't Confide in Others When Hurt
When wronged, don't tell others.
To Sunset, Reflection, and Azure Shards, offer tribute—the heart's grace, tears, and falling into oblivion.
As one grows old, one's mood diminishes with the days, and a saint's sadness increases, knowing the boundless nature of the Tao.
There is one who loves with intense passion, holding onto resentment for a long time. Cold evenings spent idly, observing flowers.
The rain at dusk in Wuzhang Mountain; a broken heart, cut off by fate. Do not despair, for there are those who will come after.
Delicate willow branches, spun into thread, lightly fluttering. Watching the iridescent scales of the fish, the heron lowering its head.
Moonlight and shadows, cold and facing each other. I long for you, my beloved, to fulfill your noble deeds.
The Chu man distrusted and grew stronger only through self-inflicted defeat. Far-off peaks looming in the blue light.
The flowers stood like jade, bathed in the east wind, while the evening fell, and the western wind's branches were thick with summer's shade.
Shadows danced with the rain after the storm, while egrets and magpies soared eastward.
(Chicken Soup, Three Farms, Positive Energy, Beautiful Writing)
Reflect on your life, savor the diverse aspects of life.
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