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The source of that water is not exhausted

The Tao is Prajna, the boat leaving the dock of delusion

The Tao is pure, wholesome practice of cultivating the mind

The Tao is the profound and wonderful Dharma

The Tao is the shore of enlightenment from the magical light

The scrapbook…enters my mind

The scrapbook…the notebook is still there

Then pick up the broken pieces of love

Look at the tears when the man cries

Or because he realized he was wrong

Or because he was lost in love

Or to say that he is innocent

Or the salty taste accompanied by sour words

Seeing you cry makes me feel helpless

So it destroyed the pain

So tears are lonely pain

Someone pick up the tears that just fell

Taste the bitterness of life

Tears shed what they say

That repentance comes from someone who is ungrateful

The rustic homeland is not proud

The young heart has many scratches and is also wrinkled

There's no point in packing it up and reheating it

Unusual pleasures in paradise

Who's going on a date in July

Always looking for and exchanging

Because of you, my heart is always open

Because out there they set a trap for you

Bring all the charms for sale

He cried because he was sorry