Nobody moves against
The greenery,
Droplets of dew
Wet me mind,
The tea garden
Embraced the last light,
The yellowish shine,
The Light - the beat of the heart,
Everybody immerse himself
Within soundless breathing.
Our journey always
Integrates ourselves
With the happy valley—
We must not forget
All these.
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