The burning block, blazing with fire, cried: "This is my flower, my death."
Let the world find its way to you.
The burning log bursts in flame and cries, --- "This is my flower, my death."
The burning fire warned me not to approach it with its blazing flame.
Save me from the embers lurking in the ashes.
——Excerpted from Rabindranath Tagore's "Birds"
Because there is only betrayal in this world, I don't believe in this world, only believe in me - the only being who will not betray myself! ! !
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