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1, there are many rafters in Panasonic, and the green hills are there.

The sun and the moon can't rise and fall, and white clouds often come and go.

2. The green hills in front of the door are blooming, and the yellow leaves are rustling in front of the window.

I sat alone and said nothing, but when I looked around, all my delusions disappeared.

Things are as light as water and moon, and the body and mind are as bright as glass.

But when the ice disappears at the bottom of the ravine, I don't know the flowers in spring.