“The person halfway up the mountain, how are they doing?”
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The breeze softly brushes the mountainside; in spring, all things awaken.
Clouds gently drift over the cliff above him; sorrow passes, and the sun rises.
At last, he smiled. At last, he smiled. He looks so lovely when he smiles. —Su Yunying