I Was Young and My Clothes Were Thin: Encountering the Most Beautiful Poem between Flowers

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If you think of "Huajian Ji" as an olive, hold it carefully in your mouth, what lingers between your lips and teeth is the clearness and mellowness; if you think of "Huajian Ji" as a few pieces of tea, after soaking and steaming in clear water, gently comprehending it, and chanting it deeply, what will float in the tea cup is a strong but not greasy fragrance. Perhaps those lingering and affectionate words in Huajian's poems are exactly the memories of your past life. Read a Huajian poem, have a beautiful dream, and reunite with yourself from three lives and three lives ago. I'm afraid there is no such beautiful thing in the world.

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