"I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, touches the clear ripples without being evil, is straight from the middle to the outside, does not creep or branch, the fragrance is clear from a distance, the pavilion is pure, you can look at it from a distance but don't play with it."
The two feelings: no lack and no joy, both are the lotus cultivating the Tao and transforming into a demon. One emerges from the mud and remains unsullied, while the other is extremely charming.