$babyIn the past, life used to flow from these small houses,
and faces would light up before sunrise, heading to their work in plowing and farming. And when evening came, souls would grow calm.
The room would be spacious enough for a few people,
their hearts were pure and their bodies knew no way for diseases to reach them.
Good, fresh air and food from what we grew.
The beauty of the past cannot be described in a few words,
and there is no comparison to what we live today.
So don’t be deceived by ornaments, the size of the houses, or the towering buildings—
for our inner selves have become cramped, and everything around us has grown tight.
If only we could return to the past.
Preserve your possessions and your forefathers’ legacy, for it was the most precious thing they owned$
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