Don't Be Too Kind; Honor Your Own Conscience

Don't be too kind, do justice to your own conscience,Heavy favors lighten by their own due; the lamp shines brightly at four in the morning in the cold rain,The most skillful of hands can never be truly relieved; who knows what the West wants to know,Don't blame me for returning to the mist; it was too late to cherish the mountains and old friends,The housekeeper knows that the master is returning; every time he goes up, he only thinks about returning and has a lingering desire to live,He has abandoned silkworm farming and then returned to farming; if he doesn't return, then he is returning or not returning,The heavenly language comes to the mortal world; only the remaining pursuit of ancient knowledge is endless,A ruined platform for a thousand years, the path is dilapidated and in the corner; drunk again, sorrowful and drunk again,He read the rope and pulley, and then opened it; he didn't know what it meant to come back,Round bristles, a quiet sound, a new stroke; the traces of abandonment should be known,Reflect on our lives, savor the myriad aspects of life,Welcome everyone to leave a message and comment,Don't be too kind, do justice to your own conscience