越界的浮遊
Spring scatters the petals of flowers that are not for the fruits of the future, but for the moment's whim. Joy freed from the bond of earth's slumber rushes into numberless leaves, and dances in the air for a day. My words that are slight may lightly dance upon time's waves when my works heavy with import have gone down.
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