
Time flows gently, mountains and rivers are tranquil, humanity moves slowly, and peace prevails as always. Amidst the clamor of the world, I remain at ease; a window to the mountains and waters, and the years pass peacefully. The ups and downs of life drift away like clouds, and I pass the years with a heart full of tranquility. The wind passes over the green mountains, the water carries my leisurely heart; without contention or disturbance, the years are peaceful.






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