The world is fragrant with scattered spiritual flowers in the morning, and the sparks and rivers are burning with hanging lamps at night.
The world must be swallowed down the throat, because luxury leads to danger.
A gust of wind and thunder shocked the world, and the streets were filled with red and green flags.
The world is dark alone, and I sit there in a state of worry.
So far...
It's so well written that I can't refute it